So I have been all busy with completing a second entry for Quilt National and have been a bit too quiet. I am sorry about that.
I have been journaling though. Last week I scooted, did I tell you we bought Scooters? Oh My Goodness, am I loving my Lime Green Scooter! It needs a bell. It definately needs a bell and I need a helmut, but I digress.
I have caught my breath.
We scooted down to Red Hook, David ran and I painted the above scene. I could have continued to paint more detail but a girl only has so much time before her Man comes all sweaty and tired and wanting to scoot on home.
I just finished (?) this page. I am not sure that I like it. I mean, I like it. But there are flaws and I am trying to work a compositional idea out and haven't quite landed on it yet. But so far. It is as finished as it needs to be for now.
One of the things I am working on within myself and in my journals is writing. I am trying to reincorporate the idea of writing, placing words about my day, about imagery I am working with and learning about, notes to self. Which have until recently been relagated to the back of the book or a separate book that pertains to emotions and the 'heavies'.
A few weeks ago, when I did the talk with Rice and Wendy Hale-Davis, Wendy made some really interesting points about writing out our days, our current electronic culture and what may get lost in the historical fray if more of us do not start writing and keeping track.
I stopped writing as a form of journaling years ago. I'd gotten into a cranky writing style that felt too, well, heavy. So I stopped doing it and started to journal visually. I drew things, people, objects within my day. Now I would like to have more of a flow if not a focus on the written word. So you can see, I painted over my written words! It's a start!