Feb 1: I don’t think I realised how hard it is to render waves until today. It’s a lot harder than I thought! (32/365)
Feb 2: We finished the Horse and His Boy running errands this afternoon. I was struck by how many times Aslan said this line to different people…the compassion and mercy in his voice as he spoke it, too. Lewis and Tolkien…They knew what it was to live in great darkness. It amazes me how true and good their words are, even now. (33/365)
Feb 3: Lost in thought at twilight, watching the stars come out. (34/365)
The Sing in the Dark canvas was added to the shop this morning.
There will be prints of a few favorites from January soon. Trying to find quality printing is much harder than I expected!
I found some snow drops today, just as I was moaning and groaning internally about how over it I am of gray skies and cold. And then a bit later the sun came out. Nature has a gentle sense of humor, me thinks. (30/365)
I am caught up and I’ve been working in this handbook for a full month. It has been a fascinating ride so far. I never know where it will go…The point is just to show up. This quote is especially poignant to me. My art only came after great pain. It had always been a part of me, but it took the darkest time for me to finally give it space to flourish. I had to let go of so many things…I will write about it more in depth in the coming month, but for tonight, marking this milestone feels both joyous and bittersweet. (31/365)
How many Wendell Berry fans out there? When I start feeling completely whizzed up and overwhelmed he always smacks some gentle sense into my head. (29/365)
I was talking with a friend about our shared love of Tolkien, which reminded me of this quote, which reminded me of a picture Cmdr. Scott Kelly took from the ISS- (I believe of Spain?) as twilight was coming on, all the blues and blacks and grays and clouds swirled together, and the delicate glow of lights from the cities, the earth looking so fragil-y beautiful…
And there you have it. How an entry in the handbook comes about. (28/365)
We had a beautiful Saturday together as a family. I received some encouraging news- a truly lovely day. But underneath it all, my soul felt so heavy with all that is swirling in our world and in our country. I don’t know what to say, I don’t know what to do right now, except to sing…and make art. To hold space for peace. (27/365)