Some Photos of my Life

We are getting a lot of rain in my neck of the woods.  I love how green the grass is looking these days.  My creativity these days seems to be focused on cleaning, purging and organizing.  I am always grateful when cleaning feels creative instead of the biggest creativity-sucking drag that it usually is, especially when you have too much stuff and not enough room to house it.  What I really need to clean and organize is my sewing area, which is in the basement; along with tons toys that the girls have outgrown but are not willing to part with, and tend to drop on the floor making walking a hazard.  For Mother's day I asked my husband for the use of his organizational skills and brute strength. Oddly, my main objective is to get to my Pilates machine so I can actually use it.  There may be hope for my expanding thighs yet.

So where are the photos you ask?  They are of Easter weekend. Photo snippets of my life.

 Jamie

Audrey with her bunny ears and Star Wars t-shirt

A patriotic turkey.  This turkey bewitched me into falling in love with it.

Easter morning

Ignore the arrow in the middle. It does nothing.

May your creativity rain down and nourish your evergrowing talent.

Scrubbies

I gave my hairdresser a scrubby one day and she called me asking me to make some to sell in her shop. So I whipped up some and hopefully someone will buy them.  The one on the top right would fit a man's hand.  It is huge!

The picture above is the front side, the picture below is the back side.  Notice the two lower middle ones.

I put two fronts together.  It is a little more work but I think they look better.

Some more doodling below.

The face to the left I did with my left hand.

Happy Spring!

Impromptu Sewing

I recently saw my hands on a video clip my husband took of the girls.  They looked so much like my mother's hands.  Even the gestures.  Aging is a trip.  So many ways to view and accept this inevitability.  Aging gracefully I can tell will test all my willpower.  Willpower, something that seems to be tied with that hurt little girl that never had her day in the sun.  It does not make sense to me that hurt little girl should have so much power over such a powerful thing as willpower.  Most of us are either too busy, too confused to or too much of some other too to go deep to make the connection, to take back the willpower, and to heal.  Is it a straight line from A to B to healing?  Seems more like a spiraling maze to me.

This sad little bird, wishing it was an eagle.  Eagle the symbol of freedom.  Freedom from life's disappointments. Not knowing in it's own special way, his beauty, his uniqueness. Wasting his energy wishing for something that never will be.

Doodling for Relaxation

I don't profess to be a great drawer, but drawing is engaging and relaxing and I enjoy it.  So far, I enjoy drawing faces the best and hope learn how to draw more of the human anatomy and other creatures.  Some of the captions below are from my girls.

Come out, come out wherever you are.

Whoooo whoooo, whose there?

La Luna

Hello