Things happen, fall together in many ways. So many natural forces, stories, memories... acting out all at once. It is hard to sort through reason. In noticing. In the asking. In the choosing. In the saying, even to ourselves. We change that. Can I use this?
These are four digital sketches. Layers of drawing over a photo. With no purpose other than to let thought flow. Catch it if I can. Time spent playing with a stitched base. Just to do that.
Will I continue? Let it become more? Imply purpose? I don't know. Sometimes I just enjoy knowing I could.
Years ago, in another time, I might have put a rabbit here. Mom would have put a jelly bean trail. It was her birthday yesterday. This year, wow, I didn't even notice it was Easter. But it still IS, for those who care.
We notice and believe what might be useful for us. And care about it. Make it into something much bigger than it might be for others. Roll right over them sometimes. Without noticing. Just considering that.
Easter usually involves a day trip to the countryside where we bring chocolate eggs and roll them until they crack open from the foil wrapper…and then we eat them. We still had eggs this year but no exciting journey to a castle or riverside destination. Yesterday we had snow again….it seems everything is possible and impossible at the moment. I love the idea of playing around with possibilities of the patchwork house cloth , I love the moon face and the person, who might she be …. she looks happy!
always enjoy seeing your variations !
There is always another way!
what you notice and consider and share here is spirit food. i digest it throughout the day. it brings me great joy. x
Food for thought?
The eye version and I looked at each other for a while. There is so much to consider- and both joy & overwhelm within that.
Anything can have an eye. It brings the spirit of the thing into consideration.
Many years ago the Crayola people were introducing several new colors and they ran a contest to name them. Well, being interested in color I decided to send in an entry for the bright spring green color. I named it Pristine Green since not only does it rhyme but it denotes cleanliness and newness. I didn’t win and forget what the prize was to be so I guess it was for the best. I did think it was a really evocative name but probably they thought it was too much of a stretch for the age group generally using crayons.
Victoria, this is going to be the new name I use when describing this color in the springtime. I bow to you, color-namer!
Love this. I would have entered, although spring green is often unnamable. I was a woven textile designer for many years. I created a palette for each season and I had to name the colors. I loved that.
One of my favorite projects I did with kids as an elementary art teacher was to have them create 100 colors! They were always so surprised at the idea of creating so many colors. We learned to mix primary, secondary and then tints and shades. As they were mixing their 100 colors, I asked them to name them! Wow those conversations were the best and they were so busy coming up with 100 colors!
It is really enjoyable. Color is so much about personal vision.
I forgot about Easter too!
Oh well 🤷🏻♀️
it has no use for me now that it isn’t linked to Easter Vacation.
spring green is the most amazing color
it’s almost beyond color…
I love your houses!
shelter from the storm
I’m a sucker for the snow globe but intrigued by the figure in the house. Easter’s a big nothing this year, but I might make a carrot cake. And then it will be something. The last remarks of your post are enigmatic but one of the troubles of relationship I’ve discovered (bear with me) is that other people are not me. Different standards. Different wiring. Different expectations. You name it.
I love carrot cake. Maybe simply Cake Day.
I think if we try not to make things too big, there will be room for everything. Because there will always be everything.
Doodles are so free and easy. I usually doodle when I am waiting for something or on the phone. Often mindless with the ability to take us away to a peace-filled presence.
in a way I consider thinking as doodling…
I don’t really celebrate Easter anymore, but I feel compelled to cook a holiday meal. This year it’s going to be a quinoa-stuffed squash and a chocolate pie. I don’t feel well because I got my second COVID shot yesterday. That’s good, right, but it seems like a huge chore to cook. I’m hoping for new energy next week so that planting seeds might continue!
no vaccination here yet. soon. hope you feel better.
I have to remember to not get stuck in the possibilities. 🙂 I also forgot that it was Easter…found some asparagus popping up yesterday.
mom was the holiday trigger on the family. stuck in possibility isn’t that bad.
Coming up above ground for the first time … ever. What must that feel like? A kind of rare waking up perhaps.
My new laptop came with a pen and I haven’t tried it out yet — it has been a few months. Time to play – you’ve inspire me to play.
Spring joys, spring joys, spring joys … to all of us!
Your postings ar a morning breath for me–in the Book of Delights.
Have a good day!
It seems you’ve forgotten more than I will ever know….Fab Four! It WILL be a great spring…and year! Selfishly, I’m glad you’re here❣️
I thought of your mama yesterday.
Just to know what could be, that we can…but we don’t have to.
Yeah, like deep breath…
and Happy Birthday!
Thanks Jude. I see my comment did land. I wasn’t sure 🙂