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yesterday.    I'd planned to work this one this morning,   but realized i wouldn't  have time.  Saturday is Jenny's day to be here and i hadn't finished Friday yet….that Laundry Day,

so i just spent time with the image.  Which is the work of  Anna Price Oneglia.   There.   i did it.   the Artist's name.   or,  in the instance of the Nat Geo Photographs,  the photographer's name….which i very much need to credit if i am to go on using Other's Art for Collage.  

this image was closely aligned with words Acey  gave for Day 26.   " In the midst of the madness in our world hearts are breaking open,  people are blossoming and the golden soul of humanity is

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rising up.  Never doubt it       for an instant. 

 Seek it out and nurture it."   Rivera Sun   The Dandelion Insurrection.   

This Prompt,  the Dream….and the words of this youngwoman…..they pierced my Heart.    I thought about how we choose filters,  deliberately or by default.    choose a filter to see,  interpret and Act in accordance with the chosen filter,  the chosen filter defining the days that add up to our lives.

 

 


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and to keep going,   the momentum,  this morning's Prompt: Collage a welcoming PSYCHIC space that supports your ongoing creative goals and activities

 


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no matter what i   "thought"   as i went through all the possibilities….it was this one.   And i didn't understand.  So i tried giving it the  tissue.   To "soften" it?   Was this my psychic space?????????

 


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yes.   it was.   This is my psychic space.    My Interior House.   a 40 lb bag of dog food,  a bucket of something,  a cloth wall in the back,  stuff hanging from the ceiling beams that are branches tied to a tree trunk.   The glow of a fire pit warming the soft sand floor,  soft and warm to the bare foot.  And there i   Swang.   in the company of a snail who lives there also,  sometimes.

i didn't glue it down because i need to look at the pages so far.   I want this  and the one of the Dream to have a blank page next to them for writing.      I am making these Pictures,  not as in making A Collage as such,  but making a paper story that satisfies something inside me.  

I am so happy about All THIS

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12 responses to “taking time”

  1. Acey Avatar

    am also very happy about it all. Love the ways this piece came together in the post images. Gasped excitedly when I scrolled and saw the girl swinging, snail, etc. Also love looking at how the shelter/dwelling is lashed together. The intricate layers of creating the unique stability of the structure.
    it’s nice (inadequate beige-toned word but that’s what it is to me – NICE) when the crone makes a home for the child maiden. Understanding they are one and set to journey together back to a common source.

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  2. grace Forrest Avatar

    “when the crone makes a home for the child maiden.
    [the heathen child] where it began……
    Understanding they are one and set to journey together back to
    a common source”

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  3. grace Forrest Avatar

    The heathen child swings

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  4. sparrow Avatar
    sparrow

    and there you Swang…

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  5. Liz A Avatar

    this … this is what Acey has given us:
    “making a paper story that satisfies something inside me”
    this story, the one you tell here, day after day, encapsulated in a girl on a swing, flowers and a snail

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  6. dee Avatar

    Something obvious that doesn’t get much said here: you live with very little on the material level. I don’t know how you do it and I honestly don’t think I could. To my mind, the underground, makeshift living quarters photo speaks to that. The reality of an almost temporary and jerry-rigged shelter. And then the snail? And the girl on the swing? The consciousness and mindfulness that walks thru the tent and walks the land and celebrates it all.

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  7. jude Avatar

    we ARE filters in a way.

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  8. grace Forrest Avatar

    hey sparrow….yup, i swang

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  10. grace Forrest Avatar

    if i had the wherewithall, i WOULD build this exact
    shelter…the photograph, doesn’t make it clear, but
    it’s not underground, but just appears to be. I love
    the roof of branch beams.
    all i need is Shelter. It’s so much enough. Shelter
    including keeping one’s Stuff dry, for me. Don’t do
    well with wet Stuff. But then…..

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  11. grace Forrest Avatar

    i read something very important about this a while back
    but it’s just a dim flicker somewhere in my brain…maybe
    it will show up?
    i guess i mean to let what is move through As It IS and
    not interpret it into something familiar in keeping with
    past or habit? Alive in its moment.
    oh, eeee….Garden is Calling. It’s monday morning now

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  12. Saskia Avatar

    the sense of freedom that emanates from the girl swinging, love that, echoes of childhood (imaginary carefree time, which of course it was not)
    a snail
    a shelter
    to stay dry
    and warm
    safe

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