I blubbery salamander
working way through creek transform as I go. Extend hands reaching out, form body against algae. Thank you, bits of green under toes, soft and wet your coat of mud between webbed fingers. I duckweed up above shine like granny smith. Cover the density of me against water surface like blanket. A spidery silken scarf drapes overhead amphibious mess. Beneath my rubber leaves --that look slimy but are not-- watch frog/tad beauties and salamander friends --that are slimy but look slick like rainbows. Wrap ourselves inside ourselves. Forever protection. Watch friend salamander coax down grey rock. I myself have faster swim. Spend time in stillness zip along racing through creeks. Bend legs and arms quick switchblades. Swish tail, turn bulbous head burrowing in lacing mass. One day will emerge. Spend days on stone on pad. Rapid plops in/out water, flash tongue shooting, six-legged bite will make up for now slow underneath.
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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
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