PHOTOS and ART and STORIES and SUCH. Moving things around a bit. I wanted to let you know I am moving my blog to another place. And I would love if you could come with me! I am trying to get organized with my art learning adventure so I created a little bit different space to share at bethcolehandmade.

Sunday, 29 January 2012. So another month is coming to an end. For some that may just mean the turn of a calendar page, but for a missionary it is a bit more. At the end of every month is when our monthly support comes in. Because of the faithful giving of churches and individuals it makes it possible for us to do full time the ministry that God has called us to. How dare I even question wether it will be a good month or not.

Handed in and taken off my mind. Where dissertations come to rest.

Chekhov used to say, I have my own theater, and people assumed he was talking about the Moscow Art Theatre, but then Chekhov would tap his forehead and say, . You artists who perform plays. In great houses under electric suns. Before the hushed crowd, pay a visit some time. To that theatre whose setting is the street. The everyday, thousandfold, fameless. But vivid, earthy theatre fed by the daily human contact. Which takes place in the street. How he tried to turn the conversation.

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