What Moves You?

 

 

“Sometimes removing yourself from all forms of civilization provides just the empty canvas you need.  Maybe you crave the extra time and space to think through a project and you just can’t get it in the urban jungle.  Take a short walk on the beach or a week-long camping trip in the woods.  Bring your supplies in case you feel inspired or leave them at home so you’ll have fresh ideas to work on when you return.”

– Lynn Gordon

The very thought of fall sends chills down my spine.  Winter surely comes with a blast and all my outside lovelies have to be put to bed.  I am already missing them. I dread cold.  I spent too many “winter-less” years and miss all that entails as well.  In the last four years, since we stopped going to Yuma for the winter, AND sold the motorhome, I have had to make peace with winter.

I bought some good boots and have some beautiful winter clothing; my First Nations cape is one thing I adore.  I have felted gloves a girlfriend in Maine made me (Rose).  I can brave having to go out for shopping, etc, as long as I can be warm.

 

I have learned to prepare some winter art projects.  I have fallen in love with diamond painting and warm room and the steady puzzle of placing the diamonds has become a great meditative winter project.  I make sure I have all the tools and things I need to work on projects.  I, also, make cards during the winter and have all the toys needed to do that.  I even happily anticipate doing these creative endeavors and I do enjoy the quiet that comes.

 

Another thing I do in winter, and makes me enjoy such, is that I love to try out new recipes.  I love to make breads and I make a deadly good sour dough bread and other artisan breads. 

 

https://hostessatheart.com/sourdough-bread-recipe/

 

Nothing feels more comforting than fresh bread newly out of the oven.

I save some bath salts and bubbles and such for warm winter bathes.  I have a candle in the shower and winter seems the only time I bathe.  I simply hurry and shower during the other seasons.  I save such for winter so that it is like a seasonal treat for me.

 

And, there is art and creating new things.  I keep a list of paintings I want to try.  I make sure I have lots of canvases and supplies so that I can let my inspiration run havoc. 

 

Winter is the time for dreaming, for meditation, for storytelling.  I am trying to fill my creative space with new ionsprations and project materials.  As always., I will share what I do.  I have had some Pouring Mediums I meant to use up.  Perhaps this winter when the snow is crispy and I sense myself getting bitter like the bitterly cold outside, I will find ways to love the snowy outside.  Perhaps I will get bored enough inside, to move to walk amidst the drifts and icy-breathed beauty.  Perhaps I will captue photos of said beauty.  Perhaps...it is easy to say Maybe when it ois toasty summer's night.

Carol Desjarlais 8.16.22

 

I started this page by drawing a circle mid-substrate, cutting it out and then began another substraate which would end up with a moon center page.

 I lightly taped the circle back over the circle drawn on the substrate and used my brayer to apply background color.  After rolling, I took the circle off.

 some play with stencils, inks and pens gave me three feathers plus a cluster of white feathers around the moon that I had drawn a dak line around.