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 … Continue reading What Do You See?
Tag: sketching
The Blank Canvas
I've been tackling a small pile of commissions these last few weeks. Charcoal portraits. Watercolor on paper. Acrylic on canvas. I am not finished with the pile by any means, but have noticed that it takes a HUGE amount of effort to work through the resistance that comes with a blank sheet of paper or canvas. I … Continue reading The Blank Canvas
Hallow the Moments
Hallow verb hal·low \ˈha-(ˌ)lō\ Definition of hallow transitive verb 1 : to make holy or set apart for holy use 2 : to respect greatly : venerate The last few days I've been thinking about this phrase...Hallow the Moments. It felt like familiar marching orders. Like a tune I've heard many times before just in a … Continue reading Hallow the Moments
If Knitted Socks Could Speak
I'm thinking about socks these days. How much I like to knit them. How much I like to wear them. How they go so many places as they're being knitted. How they go even more places once they're knitted and on my feet. They seem to be the perfect humble work...both the knitting and the wearing … Continue reading If Knitted Socks Could Speak
JDRF One Walk 2015
Stepping down into the throng of people lining up to Walk is always a bit emotional for me. To see a sea of fellow humans who are, in some fashion, walking this path of Type 1 Diabetes, is at once startling and comforting. Startling in the fact that this wretched disease touches so many lives, … Continue reading JDRF One Walk 2015
Dandelion Tune
I get a tune stuck in my head from time to time. Actually, it happens fairly often. It's not a lovely tune. It isn't melodious at all. It's yucky, gripey, resentful, and angry sounding. I don't like this tune. But every time I'm trying to accomplish something creatively and regular living ramps up a notch, … Continue reading Dandelion Tune
Wood Pile
I sat on the back deck to draw the gray-brown wood piled and ready for the chiminea. What drove me out here was a crazy busy day that had crowded out all illusions of peace as well as any significant time to create. I just needed to draw. Just sit for a few minutes and … Continue reading Wood Pile
Living Now
The difficulty of living now on this side of sickness and surgery, has been well...living. I know that sounds crazy and messed up. But there it is. In sickness or trial of any kind, there's an intensity to life. A laser sharp focus. No matter how yucky the circumstance may be, there's nevertheless a funneling … Continue reading Living Now
Forever Reminders
I have a reminder forever attached to my body. A sticky-note, if you will, to remind me of something or things very important. Things I don't ever want to forget. I see it multiple times a day. I re-dress it every four days. I clothe myself in particular ways so as to live most comfortably … Continue reading Forever Reminders
Seeing
I woke this morning thinking of Christmas. Not so much an anticipation of the busyness of activities...but rather more a need for Christmas, for the festiveness of it, the music of it, the twinkle and sparkle of it. Birds are everywhere on the feeder. They fly to and fro, jockey for position, nudge another off, tilt their heads back … Continue reading Seeing