Summer Arrives. The sun is shining here in Maine. The dog is making a nap look like the most amazing, relaxing thing on Earth. He just becomes "boneless" when he sleeps. I have plans-I wrote about them in the Morning Pages. New notebook, larger pages--more words. I also ran out of ink again. Going through pens. PROCRASTINATION. I should have that word on a banner flying in the yard.
A good friend mentioned something about my pairing (the two scraps that found each other in the scrap basket) and reminded me of an artist. Sent the link to her website. Yes. Brought back so many memories, thoughts and even dreams that I have had since I started with cloth. I didn't pay enough attention. Synchronicity. This Time I know I should listen, pay attention.
Inside my head, I knew all along. The eco printed cloth I made all Winter and Spring. It's all there. What I want to be doing to be saying to be making.
It's like my watercolor tray. Where I mixed paint. Always more beautiful than anything I actually was trying to paint. Others in the classes I took would come to look at my mixing tray. I should have realized.
Even the desktop calendar under this keyboard has a drawing on it.
We might have a period of time here where we don't have pictures. Or we'll have pictures but they will be abstract. They might actually be my mixing tray. Or not. I may re-invent myself. I wonder if I am allowed to draw in the Morning Pages or if I can only fill the three pages with words? But words can form pictures. Right now--I just need to walk away and try and sort this new /old information in my head.
And, of course, I may fail at this new start. But I will give failure a chance.
JOANNE! YOU can do whatever the bl3ppitybleep you want with your morning pages!
ReplyDeletego for it! i remember when you bought some notebooks 'n wondered if you'd ever fill. Now you are running out of ink (again)! Makes me smile.
thanks for being here every day, being real, lifting my spirit! -ml