Sigh…
It really feels so much better to break out the paints, the paper, the scissors, the anything.
Rainy day. Slept in forever, dressed in a skirt and took a walk to the post office. The post master that has white hair traded me a lovely stamp with pink mushrooms on it-for 82 cents. I licked it then and there, and put it through it's little slot-to be carried away in the sea…
A stack of old newspapers sits in the corner-so I got the idea to try some papier-mâché. I sat shredding, enjoying the sound of the paper as it ripped into lovely long strips… I dumped an entire bottle of glue into a bowl and added some water. I really just made a mess-a big, wet, lumpy mess. So-it didn't work. My idea of a lovely homemade pencil holder gone. Hmph!
Just doing something with my hands, creating…felt so good. So I drew, and coloured, and splashed in paint. I dripped hot tea on paper and set it in the oven to dry…
e.darcy
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gorgeous gorgeous photos ~ today i am sipping tea
~ feeling a tad melancholy which is fine ~ (once i make up
my mind then it is so)~ longing for fall so i can
photograph leaf stains on the sidewalks….wear my vintage
sweaters and start a new class ~ i am considering
glass blowing…..:)