Life feels this way sometimes. Feeling like I am living someone's else's destiny and not my own. Like I am watching myself doing things that I must do but wishing I didn't have to. Wanting things to change but they are things that can't be undone so easily. I wrote this quite awhile ago and made a journal block out of it. I was stretching my sketching skills when I created this. It now hangs among other art I have around my home.
This is a fabric transfer of the piece sewn into a pocket in my 'Gathering's' Remains of the Day journal. And today I have been playing with
making lots of background painted pages and various tags for future journals.
If I am going to make one I might as well make a bunch so nearly every flat surface available has something drying on it. I tend to work in batches when I bring out the paints since it halts my being able to work on anything else. This is when I sit wishing that I had a huge studio so that I could simply move from one space to the next and not have to stop and put stuff away. Oh well, that is not in my destiny so I will just be happy I have what I have and count each and every blessing because my life is a gift.
And something to laugh about. This Storypeople quote arrived in my email the day after our power went out.
'spent a lot of time when she was younger
practicing walking around completely in the dark,
so she figures she's probably pretty
well prepared for adulthood'.
And then yesterday there was this one.
'Remember to use positive affirmations.
I am not a dork is not one of them'.
Sometimes I am a dork but that is my life. LOL!