It’s funny but today I don’t seem to have much to say.
Woke up at 3am from a nightmare. Nightmare carried on each time I closed my eyes and so I just got fed up and got out of bed. A family issue which is causing me a lot of pain and reflection keeps being played out over and over in my no-limits imagination and sometimes takes hold and 3am and then that’s it. No amount of meditation, self talk, or any other activity can lessen the pain and then I just spend the next day or two seeing things in black and white, and so I’m trying to concentrate on the good things.
So…I’m happy that the morning went from this:
Also happy that I live in a city where the snow knows its place…on top of the mountains.
Yesterday I had very low energy and so spent most of the day playing with some mixed media in the studio and came up with these art cards.
So now I have a stack of mixed media art cards around…these are just the ones I had on hand, never mind the ones in the drawers.
Don’t know what to do with them. A new friend on FB asked me if I sell them…more to the point…where I sell them, and honestly I don’t know what to do. I have absolutely no idea if they are sell-worthy, although I suspect not, and sort of prefer the thought of actually sending them out to people who want them, or who would like to trade art cards or something…maybe sending one out with a purchase from an Etsy shop, (which by the way I still haven’t started…need a good kick in the…)
I asked Robert if he liked the little thoughts i constructed on them and he said the sweetest thing. He said, “Your words are like a trampoline for my imagination.” Couldn’t you just melt? I know!
The sayings are a little bit of found poetry from the pages of a weird little book called “The Brief History of the Wellington Boot.” I’m always amazed at the good words still left in that much used book.
… Oh, bought a pretty little beaded purse for no reason at all except that it’s pretty.
Sharing with Nancy and all my random Friday friends.