When life goes on full tilt, and I feel like I can't do anything creative, I try to come up with ways to make a small creative step. Here are some ways I do that: *When I can't seem to find any empty space in my life, I make a little drawing leaving a large … Continue reading When I can’t…
Category: Philosophizing
The Glow (and the Curse) of Ideas
On some of our wintry mornings (not today's fog-full one), I see a glowing through the dark, bare trees. At 5:30 am as I drive my swimmer teens to their daily morning practice, I'm filled with hope at the lovely colors glowing through the lines of trees. It's expectant, full of promise and I think … Continue reading The Glow (and the Curse) of Ideas
Sourdough Goodness
For the first time in many years, I'm making sourdough bread again! From the time I got married until my oldest kids were littl'uns, I had made sourdough breads of all kinds: white, wheat, multi-grain, cinnamon rolls, and Christmas stolen. The weekly wonder of making bread went the way of so many other things as … Continue reading Sourdough Goodness
The Ember Phase
We're now living in the ember phase of Autumn. Where trees once stood tall as flaming torches, they are now skirted 'round with embers...the last of the burning...an undergrowth aglow. I love this sight: a blanket of still-fiery leaves marking the circumference of the canopy. To walk into it must feel like walking in a … Continue reading The Ember Phase
Blooming Through
On the first day of sitting in My Field and drawing, I glanced down to see one lone morning glory amidst a rather invasive ground cover. Poised to bloom, it struck me that I am much like that morning glory. So much of life feels like the dark green invasive ground cover, ever marching on … Continue reading Blooming Through
Dropping In
Chronicling your life in drawn images, is a bit like waterskiing. You're flying by at a blistering pace in life, and you let go of the handlebars, dropping into the waters to swim around a bit, pick up pen & paper to draw. When you're finished, you resume skiing, perhaps a bit less furiously, with … Continue reading Dropping In
Lake Michigan
As I stood there, ankle deep in Lake Michigan's icy waters...I wondered. How in the world am I gonna get my whole body in this so I can swim? It's so cold it almost hurts the skin. I took a step farther in, swished around a bit and kept thinking how this is so like … Continue reading Lake Michigan
Wonder in the Weeds
Wonder in the Weeds or God in My Pocket I wake expectant. Every morning it's the same: I'm looking for God to show up in my life in a big way. My feet pound the sidewalks of my life while my eyes scan the horizon for signs of a chariot, winging its way to me. … Continue reading Wonder in the Weeds
A Window While I Wait
A Window While I Wait I've come to the conclusion that for some inexplicable reason, the general feel and call of my life is TO WAIT. I wait in lines at stores. I wait at soccer and piano practices. I wait til I can have time to create. I wait for a publisher to nod … Continue reading A Window While I Wait
Morning Thoughts…
Addendum: In times when I'm unable to come into the light, the Light finds me.