Could it be possible that I just changed my mind about Everything?
All at once?
Because that is how it feels.
Winter changed its mind as well, it is 60 degrees here at sunrise. On this December morn.
Maybe it's the Moon?
I cannot use words to say how I feel. I just see things differently.
I have been using clothworks as sketches. So when they fly away, I can hold on to them in different form.
This morning, early, I thought... I need to paint this drawing table white. I did some photo play because there was no real paint. And then I got caught in the moment. I live in these moments. They open something for me.
It is Wednesday. I think I can and will might settle into What if Wednesday going forward. Mostly.
I can’t tell you how exciting your words are. Even as they aren’t trying to be anything.
That was such a great thing to say.
Sometimes the strength and wisdom that it takes to change one’s mind is a kind of superpower. Your paintings are dreamy.
it’s amazing how much effort goes into trying to convince us not to. things get dreamy at night…
Nifty save for the clothworks. I love when you sketch! It’s so hot and humid I’m back to hibernating! So ready to wander in a cap and gloves! !
humid but not hot, so so much rain, the land has normalized.
Sixty…that’s perfection to me. 🙂 Love the tree very much.
60 is perfect…
on the riff of ‘thing’ recommend Shaun Tan’s Oscar winning short film “The Lost Thing”. A visual reflection of your post today which touched me so. How wonderful to let go & realise something wasn’t really even there!!
Thank you!
What if Wednesday …. What a long ago warm feeling. Yes
really long time, gee wiz. and I feel the warmth as well.
80f here and I’m gardening barefoot.
I change my mind about everything all the time.
Ha.
Love the art, stitched and painted ( those cards; swoon!)
💙
I think i do too but I notice it more when I am interacting with others. it is 8 PM and it is till in the 60s. Windows are open.
There have been times in my life when I’ve felt I’ve woken up with new eyes. And everything looks different somehow. Thanks for your words Jude.
it doesn’t always last. we’ll see.
something about those early morning hours. like dreaming with eyes wide open…
I love trying to guess what time it is. I usually don’t until after coffee.
Maybe be careful of how white you paint your table. It will reflect light back into your eyes, and cause eye fatigue.
Love.
I usually white wash stuff with a thin dull coat of primer/chalk type paint… It is very easy on the eyes and I like that it looks unfinished.
Sounds great !
Love.
I just wrote this looong post. About changing my mind, in my doing….. but it became too complicated to explain. So i changed my mind.
What i really do want to say is that i love the little green tree!
Ha!, I get it…
Not to be beholden…just to be, moment to moment. A walk in the Woods is a great place for it.
it was a very quiet wander today
Love your thoughts! and your drawing with the tree is beautiful 🌲
thank you!
to live in the moments
maybe for days
maybe forever
love this post (((Jude))) these paintings saying farewell to your stitchings as they fly away is so poetic to this wild Full Moon!
Hey Mo! just some seeds left behind in a way..
I love your wording, I just have to sit with them…
and contemplate.
Thank you
spilled forth…
yes! a potent post – “not to find something but to lose something”
wordless and formless in this dark season
fearless
i will go pick up some thread and wander a bit
I was somewhat depressed with this coming winter, but I am deeply in sync with it…
You have some warm winter weather. Weird.
Loving your clothworks and photo play. Beautiful.
What if Wednesday! Whee!
I am off to the forest. it is a dark warm day, I smell it.
oh, your word play is a hoot!
and I am laughing inside.
Today’s post landed like a perfect koan for me. Thank you x
thank you for saying that. a light has emerged from deep within.
❤️
😎