early early i am thinking about those pigs, about
the leafy nest of the mind
and i drew the eyes, of course, they always come first and then nostrils because we need to
breathe
and then a mouth because we give out and take in that way and then mindlessly, the leafy nest appeared and suddenly there were the two poles and
the clothes line and i think i was thinking about Jude's comment yesterday's post and how it's all in our mind, where we Are, and how whereever i am or end up, the first thing has always been the
clothes line???????????????????????? Why? sometimes there are clothes on it, but a lot of times there are other things on it. The clothesline to me some kind of marking of space? Like animals mark with scent? Clothesline. or is it a place to put my things of self, to show the Universe that i am here, in this particular place now??????
When we used to go camping, me and the kids, way up in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, we would cruise the campgrounds, usually National Forest campgrounds because they were the most obscure and we would pick our spot. There was a busyness to unloading, to setting up. Selecting rocks and logs for around the campfire, hanging bags of our provisions from the trees, but always, always for me, was the stringing of the clothesline. Find two trees a perfect distance. Tie the rope. Ok then. Now.
i often refer to this place i live now as a campground. my diorama. And i guess, writing this, that is what we were doing in those vacation campgrounds….creating a diorama….woman and children go live Outside for 3 weeks…..
but here….this morning…just this two second drawing,
a being with a leafy nest for a mind and rising from it, a clothesline, where stuff is pinned like Flags, like calling Out….here i am?????
Sharon Tomlinson of The Cloth Side of Me sharonscloth.blogspot.com today has offered a Gift. Her online workshop…Tree Castle Apron….a mixed media face painting and fabric collage project using Inktense Pencils
she's offered it as a gift. Free on her blog posts.
I have always admired her work, but thought to self, i'm not drawing anymore. But somehow here i find self drawing some and of course for me that means faces…just how it is….but still, even if you don't draw Faces, if you just are looking to experiment with drawing and color….go there and maybe we can do it All Together. It's a Grand and Loving Gift.
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