Tuesday, 10 December 2013
New blog page!
Monday, 2 December 2013
Finding my center once again
I have stacks of notenooks.
Loads. Too many?
I don't think so.
I scribble and write in them all the time.
Random stuff, ideas, plans, observations, thoughts.
Whichever one is to hand or fits in my pocket.
For certain important projects I do have specific notebooks.
If I empty my head often there's room for new ideas to fly around.
And then every now and then I'll find book I haven't seen in a while. More often than not there's a messsge I wrote to my future self, unknowingly at the time, of course.
Today I found this. I wrote it about a year ago.
Just what I need.
Time to regain focus.
I've wandered aimlessly for long enough.
Sunday, 10 November 2013
Listening to the whispers.
I get distracted too easily.
I say yes too quickly.
I give too much.
I get excited by possibility.
I battle between heart and head.
2014 feels full of possibility and adventure.
I am stood at the crossroads.
Whichever path I choose, it will be great.
It will challenge and excite.
I must only choose one.
I am listening to the inner whispers.
It's difficult.
I need to decide.
My heart is calling me in two directions.
I feel torn.
Which way do I leap?
Tuesday, 5 November 2013
Pockets of joy
Today I drank good coffee made by someone with a passion. It was good. It always is.
I made porridge. I borrowed Kinfolk.
I wore red tights to brighten up the day.
I stitched some Flo feet and faces. I drew a bearded man with the machine.
I dropped a postcard to a friend.
The little moments in between all the hard work and necessaryness of life are where the joy is found. Acknowledge them. Savour them.
Thursday, 3 October 2013
Where have I been?
Busy
Buried in real life
Grieving
My mum
My father -in-law
My cat Jude
All gone within two months.
It left me empty, lost,
Emotionally raw
I left work alone
I needed space......to do stuff.......to do nothing
To breathe, to re-evaluate
To cry and laugh
To hug and be hugged.
I gave myself permission
To take time
All the time I needed.....still need
To heal, to remember, to just be.
It's been a time to rest
Restore
Re-evaluate
To surrender and unfold.
I am returning
To new beginnings
To once again live a life
Of positivity and possibility.
Monday, 25 March 2013
What's keeping me busy.
I decided to steal myself away from the sewing machine for a while to prevent curvature of the spine setting in! I thought it would be good to escape for a giant latte and a little blogging time.
Lately I have been doing a fair amount of quilt planning. A lot of cutting up children's clothes into neat little squares. Turning children's drawings into quilt blocks and some new character sketches that I am desperately trying to find time to make real.
I have also squeezed in a little painting time and I must say I'm really enjoying this. I need to carve out more time to paint.
Well my giant latte needs drinking and it has arrived accompanied by the most delicious blackberry tart, which I hadn't ordered but have been treated to..... diet can start tomorrow! I shall now give it the attention it deserves.
Bye for now folks.
Susan
P.s. if the pics don't show up I will edit later. X
Thursday, 7 March 2013
Art residency Cubist portrait
Wow, what a great choice! We started off, after looking at Picassos work, by waking up the right side of our brains with some sketching of cubist body parts. We then cut out elements they everyone liked and started to place them onto the board. This is where the portrait started to come alive. As they began to add colour it was a joy to hear the children discussing how they were using colour - the emotions associated with certain colours- and how they could explore using colour freely once they realised that hair didn't have to be brown.
Here is their wonderful cubist portrait of Bruno and Schmuel.
Wednesday, 23 January 2013
January Blues
But now it is a fresh shiny New Year. I tend to hibernate in January and February. It help me get through this these cold grey months without being completely miserable and horrid to live with. But this year is different. I eased back into to work slowly with a spot of self indulgent painting. Very therapeutic creative play.