A painted dot. Actually this is an old one. Painting that is. Cropped to make a dot. A dot can bring focus. Make more of a point.
And it's looking at you as if to say, well everything you need to hear. Which, of course, you can already say to yourself. You don't need me for that.
I love this …. but oh my goodness I just got lost down the rabbit hole for 2hrs !
that’s the point!!!
Hmm…thinking. 🙂
ha yeah, today I’m going for a long walk. thinking how much we seek out and latch on to that which we already know and feel comfortable with, and then wondering how much learning there is in that.
“Latching on to that which we already know and feel comfortable with…” That is often my way, and you are right, it begs the question if there is learning that. I hate giving up my comfort but at the same time want to learn…there’s the challenge. Thank you for reminding me of this truth.
it is hard for me to face as well. I have begun tho…
Profound words for an 18 year old. No wonder you turned into the artist you are!
I was always confused by what others wanted from me., maybe that has helped? ha!
an eyeland, in a river
I saw that but you put nice words to it.
Maybe not ‘need’ to hear you say, but som much nicer to discover, decipher and develop in conversation, collaboration, and connection. Glad to be just going with you all.
a gentle and good point
how words from our past speak to our future selves…
you can’t unsay stuff. we carry all of it.
The old selves can surprise us and can be inspiring.
hard to remember sometimes but then we are the same people.
Eye think this is eye-inspiring!
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eyes are something…
💙good morning Jude!
Hey! It finally stopped raining.
Your words and images always inspire❤️
I wrote these words when I was 18, or maybe 19. Part of an illutration project about eyes, in art school. Going through old stuff uncovers old selves…