while i worked i had the davenport of despair propped up & ideas are coming for the top.... we'll see what happens.
i wanted to do something, but couldn't get inspired by the stamps or the watercolor backgrounds so i pulled out the trusty sharpies.
this looks like being tied down & escape, doesn't it? feeling tethered b/c i can't walk? dreaming of winning the lottery? seismic shift? hard to say.
then i tried the journal prompt for this week- write about something you want to do in the coming year. here is my best imitation of a junior high girl's diary (well, i was one once). still not very gracefully using words in my art. but the sentiment- to live big, by which i mean being open and being the change i want to see in the world (words to live by, from ghandi), is very much where i want to be going into my 51st year on earth.
it's easy to keep things small- and it's more comfortable in many ways. i can be more generous with my time and attention to my friends and family. i absolutely believe that you get back what you give. there are places i'm pretty good at giving, and others that can stand some work.
wow- this journalling thing creates some work, doesn't it? ;)
time to toddle off to bed....