"So much of the adventure of the life we lead rushes past us in a blur. Velocity is the culprit. Velocity and pressure. A sketchbook freezes time. It is an instantaneous form of meditation focusing us on the worth of every passing moment. So often the great adventure of life lies between the lines, in … Continue reading Adventure
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Slowing Time
"Time is a relentless river. It rages on, a respecter of no one. And this, this is the only way to slow time: When I fully enter time's swift current, enter into the current moment with the weight of all my attention, I slow the torrent with the weight of me all here. When I'm … Continue reading Slowing Time
Past Their Prime
Something in my morning reading prompted me to make my way to the Gardens yesterday to draw the waning tulips and daffodils. I also remembered a conversation with my father-in-law years ago where he suggested I paint dying flowers. I don't remember too much of what was said. Perhaps there wasn't much. But I do … Continue reading Past Their Prime
Which is It?
I was asked this on a couple of occasions during the Eclection Art Show on Saturday. "So which is it you love the most? Drawing? or Knitting?" That has not been an easy thing to answer for many years. My own agony over which takes precedence over the other has been excruciating at times. Recently though, … Continue reading Which is It?
This Happened…
This sketch of last night's momentous occasion does not capture all that is swirling around in my heart. It does not convey our son's height correctly. Perhaps I'll always view him as a boy, instead of the man he is becoming. The sketch does not depict the entire concert choir at Glenn High School where … Continue reading This Happened…
Trilling the Morning Awake
I sit on our back deck and drink in the morning symphony. The hidden musicians have taken their places on every branch in every tree around me. They chirp and trill the morning awake inviting me to join in their song: "We are here! Let us rejoice!" ***** May you hear this song today and … Continue reading Trilling the Morning Awake
And so…
It begins like a drawing does, or a knitting project. A drawn line. A cast on stitch. And then another. And another. And another until you reach a stopping point, not an end, but a good place to finish. And then you begin again. Each day is a beginning. Each year. Every decade. I am … Continue reading And so…
Beaufort Treasures
I've been at my drawing table today reliving wonderful memories from a trip to Beaufort with a friend last week. Though I had only taken my Prismacolor Fine Liner Pens, the memories came leaping to life as I added color just now. I am once again reminded how grateful I am for this sketchbook and for … Continue reading Beaufort Treasures
Light in the Waiting Room
I sat in the waiting room for the final appointment with my surgeon last week. The lamp on the table beside me was on even though it was daytime and fairly bright in the fluorescent hospital lighting. It struck me as odd, to have a lamp in a waiting room that was already lit with overhead … Continue reading Light in the Waiting Room
Kollage Kick
I've been on a kollage kick lately! I love getting out of my usual drawing mode for excursions in collage. Here's a process you might like to try sometime: 1. Swipe some watercolor or acrylic around on a blank page in your sketchbook. 2. While that's drying, choose papers in colors that echo the colors … Continue reading Kollage Kick