Recycled Watercolours

Once again uploading from Picasa places the pictures and writing where I am unable to change the layout ??
I suppose I just need to be grateful that I can upload ……… manage to blog a bit and even though I am struggling with my printer/scanner I seem to get by. So I made cards for two days and am now trying to get back at it, experiencing some difficulty getting the “flow”  back. Getting the Spiritual “flow” back is another place I need to be …. in the “river of life” going with the flow of where ever my life is taking me. Days like today I question where my life is taking me. I was irritable, after being out and about with a friend. Thanks God that each day is a new beginning. So Tomorrow is another day to enter into the river.

Butterflies and Transformations

This is another of my Torn Paper and Butterfly Series of cards that I am currently working on.                                                                                        The holiday season is starting to enter into my realm of consciousness. And once again I consider what it all means as we grow older – do we still consider this a special time. The statement that “Christmas is for children”  is one to ponder. What does that mean? Is there really magic in Christmas. Ram Dass ( a guru of the 60’s ) said ” If you think you are Spiritually evolved go spend a weekend with your family of origin”, and I wonder if this is true for most of us. And if we have children what then does this mean for them – and for us? I have two friends who are now living with their mothers full time. The one friend is fearful for his sanity and the other who is new to this way of living says the “warehousing” that goes on with the elderly is just not any way to treat our parents. Recently I visited my mother-in-law at such a facility. Once in her room I was fine; however the walk down the corridor to get to her room, was long and filled with the some of the horrors of aging. Folks slumped over in their chairs, mouths gaping open, oblivious to all that was around them. Perhaps we should be like Benjamin Button ………… and go the other way; start out as an old man and get younger. No one really minds caring for a baby !!
As I re-read this I realize it’s still some “leftovers” from my birthday and getting older, and I need to know that “going home” is not such a bad thing; for that Home, that place of “many mansions” in my Fathers house, is not such a scary thing……………


These doodles are called Zentangles
and it seems for two months (since last post) these where the only cards I did until this past week. Sometime today I will scan my latest and upload.
“Life is what happens when we are making other plans”
One wonders though how almost two months of the “non-creative self” can emerge; and hang on until it/she pulls out of that space.
I am inspired by a small show that is happening and perhaps the sale of the cards I have will inspire me even more.
Summer seems such a busy time; trips here and there, a wedding, a visitor or two.

changing colours

Ifind it an interesting process choosing colors for my cards, from the color of the cards to the paper that I make the “paperscapes” with.
I have always preferred the browns and blacks and the different shades of purples. However I am moving into different colors.