day fifteen

Austmarka  |  0 degrees  |  sunny + cloudy

missed the
morning sun
instead take
a mid afternoon walk
to the
other lake
the pale
meandering road
is slippery
underfoot
stick to
gritty verges
past the
noisy waterfall
past big white houses
lit up inside
and bigger farms
outbuildings
painted with iron-oxide
smaller ochre
shacks and sheds
dot the
edge of
the lake
there’s no-one about
almost silent
a car
a crow
a distant tractor
they package
the hay
in white
polythene
bundles
like giant
insect eggs
on the side
of the road
someone has made
wooden animals
a deer and
a moose

the rest
of the day
slips through
my fingers
unsettled
distracted
sit around
drinking tea
eating toast
trying to
make more space
on my computer
then daydreaming
drifting
this time
next week
it’ll all
be over

afternoon
drifts into
evening
sit in the studio
the huge black
windows
repeatedly mirror
the space within
dotted with
faint halos
of amber light
two figures sit
heads bent over
flickering screens
get out the glue
and spagehtti
all fingers + thumbs
make another
construction
based on
open windows
at Villa Stenersen
its a compulsive activity
half watching
back-to-back episodes
of Black Books
laughing out loud
almost in tears
the canadian artist
makes coffee
a signal
the start of her day
nearly the end of mine