It’s Winter. Time to Rest.
It’s Winter. Time to Rest.
Spray of season’s mist
Ocean visions ebb and flow
Ships come in to rest.
Waves of color swirl
New dimensions visible
Each a new design.
Effect or Affect
Releasing life’s illusions
Bubbles of new thought.
Calming swirls of line and color
Create new dimensions.
Un-tying the Knots
I used to be a fairly good seamstress. Key word: Used to. I just don’t seem to have the patience for it anymore. So, I am metaphorically throwing my sewing machine off of Look-out point. Look ooooouuuuuuttttt!
I am tired of un-tie-ing the knots. The thread got smaller. The eye of the needle got smaller.
And my patience has gotten smaller. So. No more sewing.
As I am looking at this I realize that I create knots in my life. I do knot want to do this. Or that. My knots create more knots. And sew I am going to look at my knots, untie them, and continue on.
With every effect, we are affected in ways in which we may not be aware. Until we find a knot, we may not be aware that we need to untie.
Please know that this is knot/not in reference to anything in particular. I just tried to sew something this morning and fount that I just could knot do it. Sew much for so-ing.
Balance of the Soul
Phases of celestial light
Scene from angles bright
Pearls of celestial light.
One idea creates the next.
How can I make a difference?
Balance The Rule of Three
Act as an Equalizing Weight, Display Symmetry, Proportional
The rule of three is one method of creating balance in an artistic composition.
The artist places three areas of similar color, shape, line, or texture somewhere on the piece.
Not all the same size or placement.
An invisible triangle.
The creation of harmony.
Nature creates balance to feel steady, congruous, and harmonious.
Every relationship needs three components. Two people and a fulcrum of agreement.
A constellation. An imaginary picture of more than two stars.
A bicycle can only be driven by a rider working the pedal.
Two similar components balanced by their connection.
Sometimes the fulcrum of balance may be temporarily misplaced.
But with a bit of reflection,
The final outcome will be much more than an individual’s dots or lines.
Waving grains of truthfulness
A movement of peace.
The sun has risen
Every day of existence
Rise again in peace.
Flow through the quiet
Paint your life with harmony
Of new creation.
Life and Art flow through the Quiet.
Peace. I ask of thee old river . . .Peace. Peace. Peace.
Today, Dennis and I drove up to Paradise to visit homes, friend’s homes, schools, and businesses of our past. All burned.
I don’t have much to write about today. No words can express the amount of devastation.
The only thing that I can think about right now is . . .
When I am teaching drawing and doodling, I have a phrase that I use rather consistently.
Thinking about the whole picture is too complicated.
You can only draw one line at a time.
And when all is said and done, that idea applies to most things in life.
You can only draw one line at a time.
Eyes ever open
Visions of dramatic change
Wake up to the light
Take a risk of faith
Know the strength of new and bold.
Don’t settle. Expand.
Use a new color.
Create new order in light
Make yourself the shine.
Take a risk. Don’t settle. Try something new and bold.
Wake Up to the Crack of Dawn
A baby chick pecks and pecks on the inner shell.
To crack its safety shell. It’s porcelain protection for growth.
It is the crack of dawn. It’s birth.
Every morning we wake from our warm blanket of safety,
To greet the day,
From sleep. The time for generation.
Only to be reborn to the new day.
The crack of dawn. Our birth.
Flames of passion reach
Not affected by the thorns
Freedom to create
Beneath the voice of critique
Only look for good.
Staring into fire
Bring the flames into your heart
Life. Waiting to be sketched.
Freedom from the sound of
I have written three “editorials” about this painting. And have determined that each was not really what I wanted to say. I kept trying to make them right, but every time I looked, I knew that the writing was “just not the one.” What can I write that will communicate? (What is the right write?) (Sorry)
I think that it is because, on a visual level, this doodle is too much like the flames of last month. The fire is just not what I wanted my doodle to communicate.
But, Art is communication. My doodles are abstract. I realize that I need to take this doodle to a different level. What is the metaphor?
Editorial Try Number 4 – This doodle represents the flames of passion that arise from our center, our core, which bring us through change and adversity, to new growth and renewed life.
Like the Phoenix, which rises from the ashes, we become new.
Growth from the center
Look inside your soul
The answers to your questions
Can always be found
New leaves on the trees
New colors to be painted
Leaves sprout from the
Each of us is a flower. Growing in life’s garden. Charlotte Diamond
A day of celebration occurs when the Crocus and Daffodils appear. Buried beneath the topsoil, a hint of green breaks through. And then a beautiful golden or purple flower appears. I find it very interesting about bulbs. How they thrive with the freeze of Winter, invisible, only to return in full bloom. I always forget where they are planted.
I wonder about the thousands of daffodil bulbs that have been planted in Butte County, California. I know they have survived the fire.
Lining the roads and gardens with their sunshine splendor. It will only be a short time before we see them rise again.
Wheels of Autumn turn
Spiral into golden hues
Cleaning summer’s dust.
Cycles of seasons
Releasing leaves for return
Compost for the earth.
Each cycle of life
Brings a new understanding
Life and death transformed.
Endings and Beginnings
All my life’s a circle. Sunrise and sundown. Harry Chapin
Autumn represents the ending of a growth and harvest cycle. The Winter Solstice represents the beginning of the rest (Autumn Winter) and the renewal cycle. (Spring Summer)
When we look at our cycles of life we can see the same progression.
We see it in our daily cycle. Our nights represent the rest of Winter. The dawn of Spring is our birth. Our Summers are the mornings and the harvests of the day. The Autumn of late afternoon and evening is the letting go. We wake. We plan and start the day. We complete the day’s activities. We rest.
We see it in our life cycle. We are born and nurtured. We become educated. We find an occupation. We retire. (And retirement is an opportunity to complete the cycle once again.)
And we rest.
Everything we do has a beginning and an ending. Everything. Everything is a part of nature.
My goal is to remind myself about the cycles of life. The endings and the beginnings. I look forward to the Winter Solstice. It reminds me to rest and contemplate the new beginnings of the Spring.
Visions of light-ness
Illumination of self
Share your glow with love.
The speed of light-ness
Infinitely measured not
Brilliance creates growth
Fruits from daylight ‘s endless stream
Seed to root to leaf.
White light creates bright.
Why are their so many songs about rainbows and what’s on the other side? Kermit the Frog
A rainbow lightens the sky. It provides mystery. How does it happen? Where does it start? What causes it to disappear?
Rainbows are a visual surprise. They often appear when clouds break after a rain shower. Special components are needed to create a rainbow. Sunlight, Rain, and a Reflective Surface. A rainbow needs rain and sunlight. And every raindrop has a tiny bit of dust. Dust, rain, sunlight, reflection.
Light-ness. I have always been intrigued by the fact that white light contains all of the colors. And a rainbow is the separation of the light waves. The color frequencies that can be seen by our eyes, is what appears. The Spectrum. ROYGBIV – Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, Violet.
And what’s on the other side? When we experience a personal storm, we need to “dust” ourselves off, look for the sunlight, and allow the reflections to appear. Storms come and go. Sunlight appears. The colors surround us. And light-ness appears.
Flowing from the heart
Abundant life force
Mother of the universe
Molten core erupts.
Be kind to yourself
Let the colors flow with ease
Live with abandon.
Paint your life and your art
You’ve got to get up every morning with a smile on your face and show the
world. . .Carole King
Listen to the music of the birds.
Listen to the chattering conversations of the squirrels
Listen to the constant growth.
Listen to the quiet.
Watch for the local cat searching.
Watch the vine pattern on the brick wall.
Watch Magnolia leaves float to the ground.
Think about drawing.
Think about painting.
Think about writing.
Think about organizing something. Any thing.
Read inspirational books. Thoughtful meditations.
Have imaginary conversations.
Drink fragrant tea.
How do you Listen, Watch, Think, Read, Speak, Maintain?