Some insomnia going on here, so I am tangling to relax. I think it worked. Will post this and then head to bed. Sometimes we wear ourselves out so much we are too tired to sleep, yes? I am in that state.
And then I made a mosaic on my iPhone, just to see how that would work:
Kind of fun! And now: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...I hope.
Determined not to be late again for this week's challenge, I decided to do a second tile and post twice in a day. The challenge was to use tangle 'Nzeppel and/or Crazy 'Nzeppel on a tile. I believe these are the "least 'Nzepp-ly" 'Nzeppels I have ever drawn, partly because I thought I'd try both types ('Nzeppel and Crazy 'NZeppel) within an orb. The orb softened the grids so much the tangles are less recognizable than normal.
Here is the same tile set into a mosaic created with an iPhone app using the original photo above. Of course, this is only one possible way to rotate the tile.
The Diva (Laura Harms, CZT) of the I Am the Diva blog took the summer off from issuing tangle art challenges and a global groan was heard--people really missed her. But everyone deserves time off.
While I rarely get to participate, i wanted to participate in her "return challenge" to honor her and say thanks. (True to form, I'm very late and she's already issued #367. Arrgh!) Check out her challenge page here; scroll all the way down to the challenge (always at the bottom) and check out the wonderful tiles people produce and post. And if you read their comments to her, you'll see how loved she is.
Here's my tile for #366, which was a "back to basics" challenge with dots, string, and basic tangles. After doing the dots and string I decided I wanted to put the tangles (mostly) OUTSIDE the string, not inside. So, I did.
And below is a recently-finished Zentangle® journal cover. I've yet to seal it because my brand-new can of sealant isn't spraying right. Don't you hate when that happens...grrr.
I wanted to try out my new Gold (or yellow) General's Chalk Pencil to see what it could do. Very pleased with it.
Of course I couldn't leave well enough alone and had to take the original photo above and run it through some iPhone apps to see what would happen. The two resulting versions are below. I love them but I also just like the original tangle above.
And finally, at a meeting I went to last night there was a wonderful celebration of a special member, a woman who died last week. I had only met her once, but the other group members have all known her for years and just treasured her. Because I didn't know her, I couldn't contribute but the group told wonderful stories about her talents, loving kindness, generosity, and eccentricities. I think everyone had a terrific and healing time.
In her honor, someone had brought the floral arrangements (gathered from everyone's backyard gardens--she adored flowers) which had decorated her funeral service, and flowers were set around the room, including in the chair that she usually occupied.
At the end of the meeting, the flowers were offered to all of us and we were encouraged to take some home in her memory. I chose these beauties below, and felt lucky to have met this woman even once. This is just a tiny sample of all the floral bounty, one last gift from a woman who apparently never stopped giving to others.
In this era of fake news (do NOT get me started on which sources are real and which are fake...all I can say is, we each need to be responsible for fact checking and being honest with ourselves about our biases...I feel a rant coming on so I will stop there), I thought I'd post a partially-fake tangle or two.
Huh? See below. It began as a real tangle but then I manipulated the image on my iPhone with 2 different apps. Hence, a "partially fake" tangle.
Then there is this version, using 3 different iPhone apps.
File this under "What I Do When I Should Actually Be Doing Other Things."
This is what happens when there is no time to tangle, but you gotta tangle anyway no matter what. I'd been wondering what would happen if I put the tangles Punzel and Molygon together. But there was no time to try it today.
I thought I'd just try "refreshing my memory" on Punzel using a pencil and scrap paper for 5 minutes, and then I saw this tiny 3-Z tile and my White Gellyroll pen sitting there and couldn't contain myself. Good thing the tile was itty-bitty.
And if that wasn't enough, I played with the original on my iPhone mirror app, and got this, which is kind of fun. I prefer the original though.
Ok, I'm now way overdue with prepping for a meeting this evening...but feeling somewhat less crowded by all the tasks ahead. Ahhhhhhhhh...
We've had some stellar weather for the past two days, now about to come to an end as the humidity moves back in tonight and for the rest of the week. Summer is about to put in another appearance...and yet, I can also strongly feel that the wheel of the year is turning. Some type of shift is underway, and it's dramatically affected me.
I'm thinking about Lammas, the old holiday celebrated around this time of year (in the Northern Hemisphere) to salute the grain harvest. Even though summer is still here, the beginning of the harvest means that a change has occurred and we are now moving towards autumn. I could feel that shift this morning as an internal presence, and all day I've been restless.
The countryside here is full of outrageously tall corn; the crop is up so high that, driving by, I'm already thinking about the increasingly common "corn mazes" that allow Hallow's Eve revelers to scare the daylights out of themselves in late September and October, once the harvest has passed. Our roadside farm stands are bulging with corn, squash, and other bounty. Days are growing irrevocably shorter.
Lammas is all about change. For many of us--the lucky ones who have "enough" in our lives--it is a time of gratitude for the harvest. Yet it brings an unsettling sensation as well.
Change is the one constant in life. Some of us handle it better than others.
Nature’s first green is gold,
My friend Susie from Thailand and I were discussing images of Buddha and agreeing that one doesn't have to be religious or have any belief in Buddhism to enjoy the wonderful art inspired by his history. The art on its own is peaceful. She commented on this after seeing the white-clay Buddha in my previous post (July 20th).
I drew the picture above several years ago, probably around the time I bought that small white ceramic tile. It represents the "old" in the title of this post.
It's true--just looking at images of Buddha always makes me feel calmer, and I remember feeling that way when I drew this. As a long-time meditation practitioner, I'm interested in Buddhism for its psychological value--it is a truly wonderful way to challenge our own thoughts, and to learn kindness. I'm happy the West has finally discovered the wisdom of Buddhist thought, and at the same time, I never think of Buddhism as a religion and do not believe that the Buddha ever intended it would become a "religion" with all the attendant dogma.
Far from it.
After digging out that drawing today, I thought I'd spend some time tangling, trying out a tangle called Zonked, by Barbara Finwall. Susie had just done her version of Zonked (see the 3rd tile down in her post) which I loved, and she inspired me. While testing it out, I added Hanny Waldburger's tangle Namaste, in honor of of Buddha. This represents the "new" in today's post title. Here is the result.
If you are also a fan of Buddha-heads, you may want to check out Virginia Peck's lovely art here.
And now, it's time for me to go meditate.
...during which, I promptly fell completely asleep. Which suggested to me I needed to wake up and keep tangling. First I finished the meditation, then I did this. While not my greatest result, I like it on several levels.
Tangling away during thunder and lightning storms today, and feeling lucky to be safe indoors. Our hideously muggy weather is being altered, one storm at a time. I'll be delighted to see it replaced by drier air.
This one really surprised me. I think I threw in everything but the kitchen sink, but it seemed to work.
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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