wabi; harmony, peace, balance. a sense of fullness and content with simplicity of self being not just enough but ripe with possibility, potential sabi; meaning the bloom of time, the celebration of wrinkles, graying hair for instance
this phrase means much more, of course. a life could be spent wondering over and discovering wabi and sabi and wabi sabi.
Next Tuesday I go in for hand surgery. I'll be splinted for one week and then the nerve damage should begin to repair itself.
The feeling should be completely back in about a year. The last three weeks have been very upside down.
In the midst of all of the sickness and injury, my daughter and her husband (I still smile when I say that) moved to Chicago. Lots of chaos but they are settling in.
I'm thinking Yellow right now and Gray. Monochromatic (what?!). Yes. I am going to try some monochrome and see where it leads me. I need a little challenge and excitement to get me through. I had to cancel my Little Bird stitch class (heartbreak) but it will be rescheduled. I'll get up again.
Seemingly unrelated because maybe everything is related on some level. And my mind is struggling to make the connections. I'll be on a break for a bit. Dyeing, drawing, planning, wandering and allowing lines in relationships to blur so that they can join in other ways.
there may be pictures. PS: Tacket stitch, endlessly adaptable to change. Perhaps I'll make one with my windfalls
Ideas are like eggs. Eggs burst with symbolism. There is wonder in holding an egg.
Squinching up my handwriting so it's illegible is a good trick. So is writing backwards and turning your journal upside down and writing. My students like that because they can write in their journals and nobody can read it. I've always loved the pattern produced by writing and, let's face it, nobody really cares (except you) what you write in your journal.
It's one of those things like wearing the same clothes twice in a weeks. Nobody notices. And nobody is going to work real hard to read.
Spending some quality time with my journal lately. This is a larger one 9" x 12" (about).
My studio is my favorite place by far to journal. Everything is right there. As much as it is good to have the journal kit, I greatly miss my studio in July when the AC just can't keep up.
We all compose objects on a daily basis. The small act of setting a table or putting flowers in a vase. The larger efforts: where is your sofa and chair? Where do you put it? The supplies on your desk are probably composed in some way that is pleasing.
Once we pull ourselves up to the blank page, all thoughts of composition go right out the window.
I've been thinking alot about composition over the last year which led me to brush up on the old art school concepts and look with sharp eyes at the "bones" of 2D art. Inevitably, that led to a desire to share it with YOU. And so it goes.
I'll be teaching a brand new class at The Ink Pad in NYC, on September 28 called Beyond the Background. Through games and fun exercises we'll explore composition with new eyes. I'm excited about this class because it will definitely help with that white page syndrome and I get to share all sorts of great information with you folks.
Click on the sidebar image to find out more about the class.