Collage Exercise

I found a book on collage at the library. It seemed interesting so I took it home. I’ve used books before as a prompt or jumping off place if I’ve felt uninspired, it’s part of why this title grabbed me. However, I discovered today following directions is not always a good idea. The prompt, in…

Boot Camp Challenge

Back in Jan I decided to join a gym because I’d been told by a movement therapist I have ‘dead butt syndrome.’ Not her phrase and she said she hated to use it but it’s certainly descriptive. “You need to get strength to your body. Plus, you’re an aries and they need to move.” Almost…

Expectations

I didn’t have a number for today so I thought I’d finally make one. I haven’t created one this entire time, I don’t think. I’ve edited and played around with numbers but me actually drawing one, hasn’t happened. Experimenting with zentangles gave me a great way to do so. I have to admit though, I…

Call to Adventure

I mentioned a week ago that I’m in a writing group and each quarter focuses on a theme. The latest series is the Hero’s Journey. The first assignment was an introduction (my post from a week ago) to the hero. And now the second, ‘write about the call to adventure.’ Since for now the journey…

Unispired

Given that today is my hundredth day I’m disappointed by my lack of inspiration and notable absence of success with my first attempt with alcohol markers. Maybe the paper is wrong, I clearly don’t know enough but still it’s deflating to be excited to try them and achieve failures. But this is how we know…

More Zentangle

I found myself a thinking about zentangles since the weekend when I tried my first. Doing it while trying to navigate the wacom wasn’t incredibly satisfying. Today the paper drew me again and again and I gave in. I drew a grid, because I feel comfortable with some kind of containment, it seemed less intimidating…

Zentangle

I stumbled across a book title about creating zentangles. Zentangles? I’d never heard of it before. I found this info online: Our Zentangle method is a way of creating beautiful images from repetitive patterns. It is fun and relaxing. Almost anyone can use it to create beautiful images. It increases focus and creativity, provides artistic…

Weaving

Not weaving with yarn or cloth. Nope. I wove grape vines. I certainly didn’t set out for this to my creative outlet for the day but by the time I finished cleaning up and winding the vines through, around, up, and down the trellis I stood back and felt the same satisfaction that comes from…

Playing With Light

Tonight I was transferring partially frozen berries from the cookie sheet where I’d started the process (so they wouldn’t all stick together) and as I popped some off the sheet, the light caught my attention. There was something captivating about how the light separated the colors of the natural juices encapsulating the berries. Taking a…

Intro to Me

Off and on for several years now I’ve been in a Tuesday writing class called ‘Write About Your Life.‘ It’s been a wonderfully supportive group of people and I feel lucky to be a part of them. A new series is beginning and this is my first homework. “Introduce us to you: likes, dislikes, job,…

Glass Bauble

I’m home. I wasn’t sure what to do so I put away my supplies hoping for a little inspiration. I found it in sharpies and a glass bauble. I wanted to see if coloring directly on the flat surface would come through well. Next time I’ll try a more detailed picture instead of the doodling…

Headache in a Hotel

I’m in Spokane, tired, and I have a headache. I wasn’t in the mood to do anything creative. I ordered a salad from room service, watched the first Men In Black and then a really bad detective show called Psych and decided I should at least pull out my sketch book. I don’t watch much…

Back on the road

The thing I love about driving west is watching the sun settling toward dusk. This is from somewhere in Wyoming. I’m seeing lots of cattle, little ones in tow, burn areas, antelope, and one brief and crazy rain storm. It’s sad leaving CO but nice being comforted by beauty.  

Goodbyes

After a full day of packing, drying apples, baking apples, making lemonade with apples, a walk by the stream with my Aunt and Mom, a house full of cousins and siblings and dogs (5 of them), dinner with all, laughter with dessert (apple crumble and s’mores pizza with ice cream), goodbyes, and a hysterically crying…

Bird House

First I must comment on my numbers for today. The first came about because Isabella asked me what numbers I needed and she saw this 86 as part of a phone number on a building across 4 lanes of traffic. “Take it Momma, take it.” So I couldn’t not use it. The second came because…

Panning

Today I was out in the woods and wanted to try panning with my camera. For any who don’t know: In still photography, the panning technique is used to suggest fast motion, and bring out the subject from other elements in the frame. In photographic pictures it is usually noted by a foreground subject in…

Mailbox

A few days after arriving in CO my Mom came home with a green mailbox, a perfect match to the trim on her house. “Oooh, you could paint the side of the mailbox with something!” “Like what?” “Pikes Peak. Or whatever you want.” It’s been sitting downstairs for two weeks but we finally got started…

Found Words

It was a full day at Water World in Denver. Scrambling for something to post tonight I found words from someone else and made them into my creation. I copied the first news story I found on the web, brought it into Photoshop and underlined any word that stuck out for me. Then I highlighted…

Numbers

I’ve written about my numbers in a previous post and tonight I have to mention them again. It started as a fun way to mark the days but it’s evolved to be so much more. It’s not only the expanded awareness of things I notice in my surroundings, it’s also become a connection with people…

Moon

Today it rained. The sky dropped big, luxurious jewels of moisture for hours. The dust sucked it up. The crinkly grass drank and drank and drank. There were no plumes of grey towering into the sky, no smoke blowing through the windows seeping into my clothes, my throat. There was the scent that only comes…