It is likely something I’ve known all along, but there are times when I am hit with a realization that feels new, like a discovery I haven’t ever uncovered before. This week’s daily drawings of trees gave fresh insight into the differences between drawing from life ( or even from a photo I’ve taken) and … Continue reading Discoveries
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Trees & Me
It really shouldn’t surprise me. Drawing has always been so much more than simply lines on a page. I forget this phenomenon of conversation between hands and heart, of lines bold and thin drawing out what I need to see or acknowledge. Of course I thought, when I set about to draw a tree a … Continue reading Trees & Me
New Year Eyes
”There are eyes in pencils and pens.” This quote by John Piper, found in a book I’m re-reading for the umpteenth time, echoes down a long hallway of years of drawing and writing. I know this to be true...how I see so much better when I’m wearing my pens. A bic pen for writing daily … Continue reading New Year Eyes
Revolution
It takes 365 days for the earth to make one full trip around the sun. That’s 8,760 hours. Or 525,600 minutes. Or 31,536,000 seconds. Small increments, tiny moments, so many ordinary events which create one revolution. Birthdays remind me of this. One more turning of the years has been made up of many days and … Continue reading Revolution
Notice & Observe
Here we are...again...at the starting gate of a New Year! All the hopes and fears of all the years (or at least those of 2018) seem to gather together in a clump as we look ahead, hoping the New Year brings less difficulty than the one before, and fearing that it might not. The temptation … Continue reading Notice & Observe
The Brink of Something
I have wakened, as I do every morning, to the blissful sounds of a quiet house. Of a coffee pot gurgling. A fridge humming. A clock ticking. In this pre-dawn deliciousness, I feel poised on the brink of something... ...a day ...a holiday ...days off from the norm ...a barrage of emotions which accompany being … Continue reading The Brink of Something
Limiting Input
I have whisperings...little thoughts that return, quietly, gently. I am making an effort to listen to a few of them. Here's one: What would I make, or want to make, if I limited how much I am seeing in the way of what other's make? I love Instagram. Well, perhaps I should say that I … Continue reading Limiting Input
Where the Light Gets In
I sit here on our back deck marveling at the sunrise. Light creeps into the neighborhood like fingers finding their way through the maze of cars, bushes, mailboxes, trees and houses. Patches of light cover yards and streets like picnic blankets. Golden shafts blaze down and through shrubbery like kids playing tag or hide and … Continue reading Where the Light Gets In
The Gift of Weaving
Over the years of drawing & painting, knitting & crocheting, I have found insight and wisdom for daily living in and through the process of these endeavors. Much like trail markers, they offer direction and assurance for whatever I'm needing at the time, and they guide me in my personal life. Weaving is no exception. … Continue reading The Gift of Weaving
Weaving Gratitude
“In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight way was lost.” ― Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy It seems necessary and good to stop for a moment here in the middle of the #100Day Project and look around me, take stock, and share … Continue reading Weaving Gratitude