I’m part of a quiz team which is meeting online for the first time, and we need to decide on a name for us.
It’s complicated because the team will be videoconferencing and texting at the same time… Technology. As they say its a steep learning curve.
Then of course there’s the questions. I think there might be a theme to them. When I went to a ‘real life’ quiz run by the same people the theme was seasonal. I don’t have a clue about the questions. As long as they are not music or sports based.
So wish us luck and hopefully by Monday we’ll have a name.
Dancing at a barn dance,
putting up an exhibition,
displaying art on my craft stall.
Walking along the canal,
cycling through the countryside,
taking tea at a posh teashop.
Visiting a castle,
looking out to sea,
feeling the wind in my hair.
I’m glad I’m not
suffering from hunger,
hiding from bombs,
frightened and missing my family.
Too poor to buy medicine,
and all the time oppressed.
I may wish for things,
but I’m lucky to have things.
I might be submitting some little black and red drawings to a group exhibition. It’s not something I’ve done before. The work is meant to be two inches square with it being in ink and on white paper.
After drawing the two images on the left side of the paper, I realised there was not enough white and I had used too dark a red in the first one.
I tried to draw the two patterns again, but they didn’t come out as well as I’m still quite tired from staying up too late last night. What do you think? Are they interesting enough?
Things to do when self isolating. And to prevent cabin fever…
Can I recommend joining an urban sketchers group and following one of the ‘drawing indoors’ challenges that are being set up. The first I knew about it was a Facebook post from Urban Sketchers in London. They had decided to do a thirty day challenge while they spend enforced time at home. After all you only need a pen or pencil and some paper.
My branch of Urban Sketchers in Stoke-on-Trent are thinking of doing the same…
When your mind swirls out of control,
when you think too much
but it comes to nothing.
Too busy to stop,
then too tired to be busy.
Life gets in the way,
thoughts run over the edges of ideas,
drip out of my mind,
slide down the plughole of imagination.
from energy to entropy,
slipping into chaos.