by Janet Levine
All it takes is standing on the back patio of Beatrice Wood’s former home/studio in Ojai to understand what is missing in my life. Vision. Well, actually view.
I know, when I look out across the valley that if I had this in my life, I wouldn’t always want to be doing something else. I would be content to sit in my garden, thinking deep thoughts (deep because they wouldn’t be fettered as they are now, confined within the walls of my living space).
Deep thoughts are as essential to my well being as is my rich fantasy life. For deep in whatever passes as my soul, I know that if I had a view like the one Beato got to look at daily, I would still be craving something else, something new, something different.
Maybe, after all, it is better to drive off with friends, go to beautiful sites, eat interesting and different foods, and above all, don’t expect any of it to translate into your every day life.
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