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carefully down from rock to rock grab onto boulders hands grip sharpness a long look out the vast Pacific Morro Bay all about tourists we'd fit right in but we're the homeless kind of travelers my partner behind me his white Chevy one-ton all he touches belongs to him like me but right now I belong to the sea the rocks and otters could drift to ocean but I'm hungry don't smell good everything's sticky, ragged Shhh Shh sh the bay opens purring at me I step further down to clean dark blue find somewhere to soak and wrap up in kelp, sand sun dips past horizon tangerine sherbet weather mild fog hugs surf but I'm hungry  Photo by Luke Dahlgren on Unsplash
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$1, $10, $100, whatevs :) Heidi KraayProcess notes on a work in progress (me). This mostly contains raw rough content pulled out of practice notebooks. Occasional posts also invite you into the way I work, with intermittent notes on the hows and whys on the whats I make. Less often you may also find prompts and processes I've brought to workshops, as well as surveys that help me gather material for projects. Similar earlier posts from years ago can be found on: Archives
August 2022
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