I have been working for a while with this theme of clusters of houses and buildings all crammed together on the page. Lately ladders have made there way into the mix. I like the image of the ladder as a symbol for our need to connect with the divine. Also, I think this series has something to do with my hunger for a greater sense of community in my own urban living experience. We still have so many neighbors that we will never seem to know. It is as if there are these huge invisible walls that cut us off from each other. We all go about the patterns of our separate lives without any real attempts to connect with each other. This morning a woman came onto my front porch and called to me through the window as I sat writing in my journal. She asked me to call her a cab as her car had broken down somewhere near by. I did call her a cab and offered her a chair on the front porch while she waited. A little later she wanted a glass of water. After about a half hour she asked me to call again to make sure they were really coming and I did that too. The cab eventually came and took her away. It was awkward and an interruption but it was also nice to be able to help a stranger/angel? this morning.