Today I am reflecting.
Without self judgement.
The Frame of Mind. I made many of these, all different sizes. To look through. When I made them from loose dyed moon patches I called them time frames. Time Frame seems so limiting and structured on its own, as a term. Lose that, I say to myself. So here, it seems the opposite. It gives context but in terms of timelessness. Or at least that is how it feels today. A Time Keeper I had thought but now a Timeless Keeper. This is helping me get out of the box (again) I always find myself in. I put a lot of demands on myself. That is what I let go. I slept late. The river is still roaring. It stopped raining for a bit. I will go to the river. Even though the mosquitoes seem very happy.
You look great! I thought, “a gathering of times” when the moon patches popped up. Time and days are such a blur now. I like that, usually.
Right off the pillow, funny hair!
The blur is taking over…
That darn box, like someone folded the edges in, left, right, left. Keep balancing and showing yourself grace! We deserve it! I miss my stitching. Soon!
“Timeless Keeper” —- makes me think of that watch where the number positions on the face are all filled with the word “now.” Love those moon frames.
Gosh, you are adorable, brown-eyed girl.
Hmmm, now keepers
Today I am surprising Time
I look at the face of the clock and say, look at you, silly thing!
Right now the only “time frame” in my world is when will those bluebird babies fledge??
Any Time now….
I get it!
Look at you ! You are so cute !!
Well I don’t know about that…ha!
Are you the caged moon being looked at by eight free floating moons? No, you’re definitely the free floating one, looking though a barred window at eight caged moons?
well that was a wild ride through point of view!
oh ha! beautiful all of us!
Ah, good morning to you! Thinking as a river gives such freedom.
“No matter how full the river, it still wants to grow”
You have me considering self-imposed demands and letting go of some of those.
Gosh, I have so many…
“When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.” Rumi
This made me think of you. Thank you for all that you’ve shared over the years of your art, techniques, thought process and soul; all have been treasured gift.
Hey thank you for that. The river, it is nice to be carried…
are BeautyFull you
Reflection does that.😎