I'm not dithering, but the weather is. After yesterday's glorious sun and spring flower adventure (see the last post), today it's dull and starting to snow heavily. Every New England Spring is like this; the weather can't make up its mind.
I got busy doing the latest It's a String Thing Challenge, from CZT Adele Bruno, based on the letter Pi. Click on that link and hop on over to the challenge page to read about Pi and have a chuckle. Also to see what everyone does with this string. You'll get an eyeful out of the way the same instructions turn out so differently when read by different people. Enjoy!
In my last place of residence, the local homemade pie shop celebrated the letter Pi on March 14th annually with free pie. Yum. (See why March 14th is relevant by clicking on the link to the challenge page above.)
A page from my journal today. Not a masterpiece but at least it got me tangling and drawing, and I completely enjoyed doing it.
And speaking of roses, kudos and roses to my buddy Cheryl the Rug Rescuer. She has just completed a commissioned rug rescue for someone she knows who brought her a half-finished rug. As I recall, there was no wool with it, just the unfinished rug, so Cheryl had to match wool as best she could. The pattern, I think, was drawn by a rug hooking teacher who was unable to continue hooking, so I believe it's an original. Anyway, I love this rug (below). Let's first look at the rug on the floor of Cheryl's drop-dead gorgeous Victorian living room; then I'll post a closer view.
That's the rug in the foreground above, but isn't the entire room just so beautiful? And here's a closer look at the rug itself:
What a beautiful design. Very sad that the designer wasn't able to complete it, but at least the Rug Rescuer got it done! Now here's the hard part: She has to give the rug away to the woman who brought it to her. I would have a lot of trouble giving something this lovely away.
Now Cheryl is working on this wide-cut rug below (a real departure for her as she's not enthusiastic about hooking with wide cuts). I don't know whose design this is but it's very pretty: And yes, this is another Rescue Rug, started by someone before it was abandoned and turned over to her.
Quite unusual. I don't recall ever seeing this design before. Go Cheryl!
I haven't seen either piece in person yet; another friend took these photos for me (thank you, Kathleen). I'm hoping to see the actual rugs in person in a couple of weeks.
I really ought to stop worrying when I can't sleep. It always startles me when, after a night of insomnia, I continue to feel fine the following day. That's what happened here. I had 3 hours of sleep and got up at 6 a.m. I was tired the next day but not as tired as one might expect.
A friend who looked at the tile below, which I finished at 3 a.m., commented that it appears the Mookas (the name of the tangle I used) are falling over until they finally collapse into sleep. A hilarious comment, something I'd never have thought of on my own. And true!
It's not a masterpiece, certainly, but it was fun to do and very soothing. I went right to sleep afterwards.
It's not a full moon; in fact, she is waning. But all the same the Moon woke me very early this morning, calling through my window. I felt I should pay tribute. This was the result.
Hommage à la Déesse de la Lune!
Starting about 2.30 this morning--a bad case of insomnia resulted in this tile. And then once I began, I couldn't stop tangling as the day wore on.
Yesterday I finished unpacking the house (after "only" ten months, 4-5 of which I was useless because of the broken wrist. But still!
I next need to hang pictures, and organize supplies and furniture in my studio. But it feels fabulous to be unpacked finally, and to know in general where things are.
I haven't been allowing myself to indulge in art in order to get the house stuff done. But starting with the above tile--and now that I know where most of my art supplies are--I couldn't help myself today. So I went a little nuts.
WHEN A GOOD TILE GOES BAD...
Oh my, the above tile was meant to be a practice of the Delft technique. But it fell apart when I thought I'd use Copic Markers (about which I clearly know nothing!) to shade a bit under the bands. The result: uneven shading and a "hard line"--I tried to save it with graphite and a tortillion, but really it was a hot mess.
But hey. No fail, no learn, right? So I'm posting it.
JUST KEEP ON GOING...
Once I finished that one I just couldn't stop, and did this one (I left off the Copics until I learn more about them). Enjoying the blue-and-white a lot.
And if that wasn't enough, I indulged myself in some glitter markers that were recommended by an artist friend (see her review of them here):
Have not tried these yet but will certainly report back when I do. They are very inexpensive (About $10 or so for all these)--and the package even arrives with refills.
You can see the refills above the markers. I got these on amazon.
Tomorrow I have to "stuff the art genie back in the bottle" in order to get some required tasks done...and I have to keep her there for awhile, probably. But today was a total indulgence.
Everyone I know was struggling this past year. Politically, socially, and psychologically it was a very rough passage. I won't get into the specifics but I cannot imagine anyone would have trouble naming a multitude of examples.
We were all in the same boat, being tossed upon the same angry ocean. Many of us had no oars, or lost them as the year progressed.
May we be gentle with each other in 2018. May we know peace. May we be well. May we take care of ourselves and each other. May we give and receive kindness.
Let us gently close the door on 2017 and welcome the New Year with humor, grace, and determination to listen and speak with thought and care.
May all living beings know safety and peace in 2018.
Look what arrived on my doorstep today. Oh boy oh boy.
NOTE to those who don't have time to read: I DID NOT MAKE THESE OR DRAW ON THEM. THEY CAME THIS WAY.
Golden Lotus boots. Talk about mad love for an object--wow. Love these.
I sent pictures to friends who know I tangle and they all went crazy for my amazing artwork. They thought I made them. Thank you to everyone who even had that passing thought. I wish!!! But I DIDN'T MAKE THESE. I just bought them, as is. They're commercial boots. I took one look at them and helplessly succumbed.
Did I need them? No. Did I have to have them? Oh yeah. Am I sorry? You're kidding, right? NO.
I fear this makes me the Imelda Marcos of mindfulness practitioners. Uh-oh.
The thing about Zentangle® is that you never know where it's going to take you. Much like life. I began this tile 2-3 years ago--it didn't look anything like what you see here--and left it totally unfinished. Abandoned. I re-discovered it two days ago while unpacking (yes, I am still unpacking after 9 months of being here) and somehow just couldn't throw it out, though I was tempted. It stared at me and challenged me to reconstruct it or make it work in some way.
Basically it began life as a black tile which had been roughly shaded sort-of-white with the use of a soapstone, and then I think I had used some type of tool to see if I could score the tangle "Tripoli" into the soapstone background. It didn't work and I loathed the look of it. So put it away. I find it hard to believe that I didn't just toss it.
I finished it today in a very fast, sloppy way--because it was "just an experiment"--and now I rather like it. It has a pastel or oil paint-y look to it. I completely ignored the unpleasant beginning and re-built the entire concept.
This reminds me of something I learned in my childhood: A family member once accused me of "never finishing anything you start." I thought about it for awhile, got mad, and then decided she was right. So I made a major effort over the next few months to go around and finish all my unfinished projects. I must have been about ten, and I remember the resulting satisfaction. Although I hadn't liked the criticism, it spurred me to develop discipline.
Since then, it's rare for me to put something away unfinished. If anything, I've gone to the opposite extreme--I sometimes finish things immediately that might benefit from a longer pause.
(I do have one quilt that has been "paused" for 40 years. Er...it may be time to get back to that one!)
The other tile I did today was this one below. I'll put the completed tile first and then include two photos of the very beginning and the middle stages. (I know the tile background looks different in the photos but it's all the same tile--just different lighting)
Some things--like unpacking--take me longer to finish, because I just don't like doing them. But eventually, that learned discipline from childhood takes over and they do get done. It just takes me 50 times longer to get to the finish line than it does if I enjoy what I'm doing.
As a non-holiday celebrator, I appreciate this quiet time of year (especially tonight, Christmas Eve, and tomorrow) and always give myself permission to do whatever the heck I feel like doing for a couple of days.
That does not include unpacking.
It does include reading, drawing, tangling, and general lollygagging.
Happy Holidays to all, and to all a good night!
In my family, we would say goodbye to someone by waving and cheerily calling out, "Toodles!" It always implied a merry, carefree departure.
The Zentangle® folks just came up with this tangle and one of their grandchildren named it Toodles. In the tangle context, it hardly seems related to any type of goodbye, and is just a very versatile and totally fun tangle to draw.
Here was my first attempt (not altogether successful, but I like it anyway):
And after yesterday's involved work, I thought I'd like to try to keep things simple today, so this was my second attempt at Toodles:
Definitely a fun piece to do and so very simple.
Simplicity is nature's first step, and the last of art.
--Philip James Bailey
To my mind, tonight is Solstice Night. The longest night.
Winter Solstice is late morning tomorrow.
When I sat down to tangle at sunset today, it didn't dawn on me just how much the result might express the season. In retrospect, this was certainly a Solstice Tangle. As I worked, I was aware of the gathering dark, and deep silence.
May all beings be safe.
May all beings know peace.
May we all celebrate the return of the Light tomorrow.
In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter
I'm a textile artist (traditional rug hooking, punch needle rug hooking, and other textile arts), long-time meditator and coach, focused on learning about the interplay of art, creativity, and mindfulness every day.
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SITES TO WATCH:
Insight Meditation Society
Oxford Rug Hooking School
Zentangle: The Official Site
Green Mountain Rug Hooking
Massachusetts Tarot Society