New paintings and regular art updates.
I want to know the future, that people will be safe in their homes, that war will not escalate. I try and be positive, but a few men (and it is mainly men) have most of the power in this world. The rest of us are not involved in those decisions, we are just along for the ride.
What can people do? Protest, take action, or is acquiesce all we can do to save lives? Who can tell?
Using predictive text
To write each line:
I have attached
Just to let
To be getting
I am looking forward
He is a good idea
I have a few questions
Rise of the Leopard print
Not literally a bit like
Get the legs in the right direction
Since todays work was very late
I’m a little bit worried about
Unfortunately we will be OK?
Flames of light
Lick the canvas of sky
Bright gouts of pink
Orange, red, purple
Watercolour wash
Or oil paint smother
Icing on the cake
Of the day.
Fire in the sky
A beautiful tie dye.
Mondays are laugh along with a limerick day from Esther Chiltons blog.
I usually just write something and post it there but the prompt ‘shake’ struck a nerve (pun intended) so I decided to share it here too. I do have a shake and I am waiting for an appointment to find out the cause. And it doesn’t really pause. It keeps shaking, even at night. And I’m really tired and fed up. So here it is.
My minds a whirl..
Little thoughts track big ones
Trickle through my brain
Like sand in a puzzle
Clogging up the workings
No smooth calmness
Jumping clumps of
Dark matter
Or spaghetti goo
What does that meant
To you?
Nothing, random
Overactive
Spiced with tinges
Of pain
Let me sleep
Not that tune
Again!
I tried drawing a sort of Mediaeval image of how I imagined a dragon would look in an old book or manuscript. This was more to try and evoke the style than to copy a real drawing. I tried to think how I would draw a dragon if I was a monk adding illustrations or illuminations to an old bible or bestiary. I should probably have looked at images of George and the Dragon. But I wanted to draw a sinuous curve. I could also have mirrored the image so it would look like the letter S… I might try that. Anyway I’m not well so drawing is occupying my mind and distracting me. X
A sleepless night and suddenly I had a brainwave for this one! It’s fragile, full of fuzzing thoughts and it can’t settle down. Collage with offcuts, parcel tape, nail varnish, black ink and felt pens. Sundays prompt was brain/mind for #bandofsketchers
I really don’t know what was going on. The inspiration? A little plastic bag with pink zigzag stripes and a book on human biology I got when I was at school!
At last!
For a few months I’ve been putting things off. I used to sort things out regularly and efficiently in my old job, but when I left things changed.
I was always at the beck and call of people, sorting out their problems. My mind would work through possibilities and come up with solutions.
When I finished work I tried to get elected as a Councillor. I still wanted to help people and saw it as a way of using my skills. But the electors chose someone else. My political party had lost support. Then I regrouped and started a college course.
But as the months have gone on I have felt more and more overwhelmed. Putting things off to the end of semesters. Leaving the paperwork sitting on my desk. Why? Prevarication…. I wasn’t trusting myself to get things right. A couple of things had gone wrong and I was scared to try again. Would I succeed? Could I cope? Health issues for both me and hubby have increased my stress levels..
Anyway, today I did half the things on my list (about four of them) I’ve got more to do but I feel better about it.
Fingers crossed I can do more tomorrow.
Hmmm
What am I thinking
What am I doing?
Staying up late again.
NOISE OUTSIDE?!
What is that?
The cat fighting the cat flap!
She’s allowed out
But she can’t always get back in
A bit to small and thin!
The stray cat smashed
The cat flap
Now it’s held together with
glue and tape.
We need a new one.
Late night thoughts…
I write about so many things.
Pour out words on the page.
My mind is full of thoughts
Too many to control
They fly out of my eyes,
My ears.
Where to stop?
Someone suggested deleting posts..
Should I remove them?
Cut back, reduce them?
Take the time to edit.
Or just leave them.
Enough or too much?
I will give it thought.
Mallaband-Brown