When it snows, I’m like a bear in winter. No, I do not sleep. In fact I sleep less than usual. But that is because I go into a kind of creative hibernation. So much of what I see just before and during the snowstorm gets translated into something I can touch and feel. It may seem crazy to go on snowy walks and see collaged papers in the landscape, but there it is. Or to look into my stash of yarns and see a poncho. Much like Eric Carle’s Brown Bear, I’ll tell you if you ask me What I See. But I’ll likely tell you in mediums, colors, and textures. Here goes..
Genevieve, Genevieve, what do you see?
(click the highlighted words to watch my little movie:)
I see lines looking at me!
Genevieve, Genevieve, what do you see?
I see colors & textures looking at me!
Genevieve, Genevieve, what do you see?
I see collaged papers looking at me!
Genevieve, Genevieve, what do you see?
I see warm feet looking at me!
Genevieve, Genevieve, what do you see?
I see shapes of dark & light looking at me!
Genevieve, Genevieve, what do you see?
I see watercolors looking at me!
Genevieve, Genevieve, what do you see?
I see a kitty looking at me!
Everywhere, everywhere, what do I see?
I see beauty looking at me.
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What do YOU see?
Beautiful YOU!