Continuing with this idea slowly... Calling them "Her Stories" in my mind. None of the three are finished, and the ideas keep coming... I think I might keep these, at least for a while.
Last week was A Week. Someone said, "Look at it as an opportunity... A door has opened for things to change."
I said, "It feels like the door has been kicked in with me standing on the other side of it, and now I'm smashed under it."
Cathy Cullis invited folks to fill a sketchbook over the last weekend. A good opportunity to play.
Drawing with my eyes open was a challenge, I had to work at not caring too much.
Out from under the door now, moving awkwardly through.
Pink is playing a part in everything it seems.
This one was rooted in pink thoughts... both rosy imaginings and the scratch marks of memory. There are so many shades in each story. Pink has held ALL of the feelings for me- sweet and sour, mostly the latter. It’s taken a long time for our relationship to evolve into a balance of pretty and poignant, with a dash of passion. It's good to be friends at last.
