Much like Jung playing with stones to focus his mind and heart, I have been playing with paper & scissors (rocks will likely follow). Unable to grasp at words to place on the blank page, I've been tearing up paper and gluing it down, playing with colours, doing anything that requires just my hands and imagination. I won't force the concrete thoughts for a while, since clearly, they don't feel like being bullied out of me.
Since I can't offer you a dish from my oven, and you're too far to hear the beating of my Djembe, I decided to share these with you :
art: m. hébert