case you’re counting, I’m at word 12 in the old thesaurus… check out older
posts to see what I’m doing.
need to improve my correlation, or do I? I used this word in relation to reciprocate. And no, it makes no sense at all, does it?
food for thought: “We are all dependent on one
another, every soul of us on earth.”—Shaw
Have you gotten the idea that when I’m clueless as
to how to draw something related to the word, I color the word or a word that’s
related? And you also can see just how bad my vocabulary and use of words are…
yikes. I'm striving for progress and improvement, not perfection. Good thing.
relation to my relations, I’m a lot like them and then again, I’m not like them
have to say that these first words (this is number nine in my old thesaurus) have been rather hard to figure out what to
draw “relating” them to the word. But when I picked out the food for thought, that gave me the idea of what to draw, and it was F-U-N.
food for thought: “A man is a bundle of
relations, a knot of roots.”—Emerson
birthday’s in one day. That’s not so unusual, but I just realized that I’m not
sure what Marty’s favorite thing is…
I do know Malachi’s… unless of course, he’s
outgrown being a champion bull rider. Yes, and he’s young! Too young for me to
watch him hanging onto the rope being tossed around. Wait, he might be a teen
now, but I don’t think so. If he is, I’m getting old. Malachi is my niece’s
son, so I’m his great aunt.
food for thought: Is riding bulls like riding
a bike—once you learn, you don’t forget?
saved all my kids’ artwork from day one. Maybe not everything, because with
three kids, it adds up. But when they were in kindergarten, maybe first
grade, they did ceramics. Rita made this cute little bunny. I drew it for
Remember, I’m still learning to draw, still practicing. Some things I
draw better than others. And although this bunny is a little crazy, even in
real life, Rita’s is so much cuter. But still, this is pretty darn cute too!
food for thought: All animals are soul, even bunnies! And somebunny out there loves you!
sixth word in my quest to go through an old thesaurus. This word stumped me,
even reading all the words relating to this word. Bah. Drawing something was a
challenge too, so I resorted to being creative with just the word.
food for thought: “Outside show is a poor
substitute for inner worth”—Aesop
I forgot how many, many years since your wedding day. Over 40. Hard to believe
it’s been that long. You can read an old post that has a picture of your special day. (And now that I reviewed the post, this is your 45th? Really?)
It was a rainy day that day… so here’s a perfect sketch
Just so you know, there are 45 little hearts in that puddle of water... one for each year of love.
food for thought: Can you remember the weather
of a special occasion? And why?
previous post to understand what I’m doing… drawing and writing via Thesaurus.
nonexistence of the physical body when we die is just that... but really, we live on forever.
food for thought: “Into the darkness they go,
the wise and the lovely.”—Millay
have been inspired ever since I took a workshop by Brother Brian. He has one coming up on May 10 (however, I have other plans – as do some
of my other writer buddies who are going to see Sioux perform in Listen To Your Mother), but if there’s someone out there who is interested, check out Brother Brian’s blog post.
my friend was moving, we hauled a tub full of books into the van before my
husband could notice. Most of the books, I ended up giving to Goodwill. I took
out the Thesaurus just because it was old and I liked it.
wasn’t sure what I was going to do with it. Then this sketching/journaling Ring
in Spring happened and although there’s an endless supply of things to draw, I
have to have some sort of focus or I end up looking/daydreaming at every single
thing… and can’t decide. I walked past this Thesaurus and thought, that’s what
I’ll do. I’ll take a page a day, glue it in my journal and then draw and write
something about that word. I’ll feed both writing and drawing. How genius.
when I started looking at the book, I couldn’t tear out the pages, so I’ll be
taking a picture of them. The book’s seventh printing was September 1951.
Previous editions started in 1911. I just couldn’t ruin it.
start from the beginning, which isn’t necessarily in alphabetically order the
way this book is designed, and I will pick out a word from all the definitions
to draw because hey, how can you draw this word….
maybe I should try…
My existence is sometimes a
food for thought:“Facts do not cease to exist because they are
I love Cat Stevens' music. After I finished drawing this
cinnamon toast that hubby made for me—the same cinnamon bread that my friend,
Gwen gifted us with (we put it in the freezer to save for later), I thought
about the song, Cinnamon Girl.
food for thought:
What nice gift have you received lately and what did it remind you of?
I shared The Artist’s
Way by Julia Cameron with my critique group. Sioux found a copy and
suggested I give it away on my blog… perfect. I read The Artist’s Way and did the exercises with a group of friends
about 20 years ago. It was inspiring and I always recommend it to people who
seem to be stuck creatively… or who think they are not creative… or they desire
to do something creative and don’t know where to begin.
So, are you interested? Would you like to receive this? Then
make a comment so I can put your name in the hat and in a week, I’ll pull out a
food for thought: Do
you have a dream or a desire in the creative world? Why aren’t you doing something
Happy Birthday Steven!I don’t know your age anymore (although
I think your mom said you’re 37), but I do remember when I watched you when you
were pretty little and I made spaghetti. You wanted to know what “kind” it was.
I was confused and said, “It’s spaghetti sauce.”
“I know, but what kind is it?”
It then dawned on me, oh, like what
brand. I told you, “I made it myself…
from scratch.” You were totally amazed that the sauce didn’t come from a
food for thought:
What happens when you think you get away with something?
And for those who can’t read it:
My little sister Ruth told me a funny story about one of her
dogs, Bella – still a puppy. When Ruth came down from being upstairs, she
noticed the butterdish on the kitchen table was spotless and wondered how it
got so clean, and then saw Bella licking her lips and put two and two together,
that Bella got up and ate the whole stick of butter. When I was on the phone with
her, Bella was trying to get on the table. “Bella, there’s no butter up here,
Decided since it’s my middle daughter, Jessica’s birthday, I’d
make her a cake. Make, not bake. Pie is what I baked!
This is a different kind of cake. It also fits in with my sketch a day from Ring in Spring. As you can see, I wasn’t
sure how much room to leave for the candles and well, ended up with some extra
space. I looked at it as a kind of metaphor for having room to grow. You can figure out how old Jessica is today by counting the candles.
Jessica, here’s a little sketch of your baby, Kitty.
food for thought: We
all grow, every year… every moment, really.
Since I've attended Ring in Spring, I'm waking up earlier as I'm excited to
draw/sketch/doodle in my journal. Okay, maybe not that much earlier.
I've always journaled every day... well
just about every day, for the past 20+ years. Sometimes a day is missed. I start out writing my dreams.
Then I write a spiritual exercise. Then I free-write. A lot of time that free
write is me whining about something. I shudder to think of anyone reading my journal
because on a bad day, I'm not so nice... but it does help to get it out so that I
don't take that not-so-niceness out into the world. Or so is my excuse.
However, I am responsible for my thoughts since thoughts create, so I want to create more niceness.
Now if I understand this
right, when I'm sketching/doodling/drawing, a different part of my brain is
taking over and it becomes contemplative. I'm looking forward to see how my
journals are going to turn out... I think they will be nicer. It's also going
to be different for me not to babble on and on as much, but allow some time to
be more artistic and FUN with my journaling.
food for thought:A dear friend gave me this magnet that reads:
If you’ve read my previous post, Ring in Spring, you’ll note
that I was inspired. I’m going to do my best to “make a mark” in a journal that
I’ll share each day… tall order, but sometimes it works best for me if I hold
myself accountable to someone besides myself. You're it.
And this is no April Fool people.
I drew this yesterday while sitting in the car waiting. It's my hand in a fist :-) And no, I don't have four fingers. You can't see my pinky in the drawing because I couldn't see it when I was drawing it.
I also drew this yesterday while sitting in the car waiting. I decided abstract is easier, as a beginner. This by the way is myfavorite word - it's a love song to God. You sing it.
Here is my "blind" attempt at a bagel. (You could look a few times.) In the book I mentionbelow, you're to blind draw a bagel. I didn't have one, but this morning after my friend and I walked, I spotted one. I ate the bottom half and took the top half home to draw.
food for thought:If you think you cannot draw, then you
might want to pick up a copy of The
Creative License by Danny Gregory. This book grabbed my attention at Ring in Spring, and
naturally I had to go get a copy. My husband said, “Naturally. Big surprise
And I say, Hey, I can’t give up everything. I’ve already
given up notebooks, paper and pens… errr, except the four I bought the other
day knowing that I would need them for this workshop! But books? Not ready to
give up those, yet.