As promised, I’m sharing those four canvases I started a few days ago. I actually finished them two days ago but didn’t bend under my own pressure of feeling the need that I have to post every day.
Personally, I’m a little mixed on how I feel about these, but they will go on my wall, I will look at them and they will inspire me.
Since my last post, I have been working on those four canvases that I had no agenda for at the moment. Of course all of that time was not spent on them. I had to get some ‘me’ time in there somewhere.
I play Animal Crossing New Horizons and for some time, like a lot of people, had not played for months. Then I find out a new update was on the way with some features that really sounded intriguing. So I decided to fire up the game, kill some cock roaches, pick weeds and get ready for the update. All while my villagers are telling me how much they missed me and how I must have ‘fallen off the edge of the earth‘ (not really, but they did give me a word or two about my absence and my snooties gave me mean looks).
One of the new features is having the option of villagers inside your home. I have found on a couple occasions, hard to get them out once they are in for the visit. Sometimes they will follow you from room to room and really make themselves comfy with book reading…in every room. I’m either ready to quit the game or finish up on some of my daily tasks, they seem to have no intention of leaving. I realize by now that continuing to talk to them in hopes they will say it’s been fun but time to go on their own, never comes. So I do this…
That was a few days ago and I had to do it again a couple days later with another villager.
The update is nice. It has made the game fun to play again. Maybe I’ll share more adventures ahead although I’m not good at staying on top of that. I play, not share…but we’ll see.
I currently have no idea what these will look like as a finished project. My main goal here is motivation. To get back to this or what other crafts, ideas or writings that will come across my mind. I’m constantly throwing ideas about something around inside my head, but I have a bad habit of mostly not jotting it down or better yet, pulling out my phone and taking notes or photos.
I’m one of those who thinks I won’t forget that idea…how wrong have I been over and over again (stubborn). I’m old school. When I grocery shop, I have a hand written paper list. Now I have upgraded to a list on my phone when I intend to do a larger than 5 item shop. That’s something, right?
Well, I will work on these and as soon as they are finished I will be sure to share.
OK, so the world must really be flat and I fell over the edge.
It’s been almost 3 years since I’ve written anything here. I’ve been a stranger on most of my social media apps as well. A lot has happened and I was witness to it all but decided not to address any of it in writing because I’ve been in a place…a space. Floating after my free fall from the edge of earth, again because it must be flat…at least it must have been three years ago.
But during this past year, I’ve done a lot of thinking, searching and a lot of nothing as well. I tried keeping busy in some way or another. I added a new platform to my Instagram account to focus on just my artwork and found a community of like minded souls that helped to fuel my ambitious, artistic appetite. They helped me to realize the importance of knowing that art is as different as people.
It is what you make it to be. It gives each of us an opportunity to “See Things For What They Can Be”.
I really want and need to get back to what I love. I know it won’t be easy. I’ll have to push me. Get mad at me. Motivate me.
At this moment, right now, I’m angry with myself and that’s a start.
Now if I can just hang on the edge long enough to muster the strength to throw my leg up, I can get the rest of me back on solid ground.
Him n Her
Many people think, at the cusp of a relationship, it will be all hearts and roses.
Sure the beginning for some if not all, is just that.
Hearts aflutter, butterfly stomachs, star gazed eyes, sweaty palms and minty breaths.
Then there are times when you just don’t know which direction
the relationship is going.
You can’t seem to agree on anything, nor can either of you head in the same direction.
Being on the same page is out of the question. Hormones and testosterone bouncing of the walls,
oozing through pores and doing everything but meshing in unity.
And so it goes, except…..
……sometimes things can really get ugly.
Oh, you thought is was bad before? Well just hang on tight because now confusion sets in to a point of
confusion and hands get thrown into the air as if to say…I give up! Not only are you going opposite ways,
but you’re blindly making choices that make no sense other than to get back at the
other or just to be mean….oh yeaaah!!!
It’s just a cluster at this point.
Then something happens that maybe no one expected or hoped it would.
You find yourselves meeting in the middle with compromise.
All is not lost after all.
Love is still in the air…really. What happened after the love at first sight
and after the turmoil is what was always there in the midst of confusion.
The middle, the center, the firm foundation that started it all.
Hearts filled with love.
Relationships are like jobs. You have to work them with every tick of time.
Now…..#whatruworkinon
Love’s piece cannot define that which it exhibits with love’s peace
Love is by the worth it gives as receiving to love
Smoldering hearts heated cores to burn for love
Sensations to ends of nerves endings heightened
Yet be it exuberance, to still the senses to pause, reflections
I called my mom early this morning to wish her a Happy Mother’s Day. She said I was the first to reach her and that it was ok because she had to get up anyway. The times we talk as usual lead to other topics. I’m going to Ohio in July and it will be good to see her.
Like a lot of moms, my mom made sure I knew how to take care of myself, like cooking, cleaning, laundry. Of course as a teenager you’re not into learning those necessities of life. I don’t do too bad these days….thanks to mom.
It is always a treat catching up with my mom. We laugh and talk and she sounds younger than ever. I still get good advice and she is good at listening.
My mom has always been a big part of my life and I will never take that for granted. I often look back on her guidance and know today that raising children is no easy task. Love, gratitude, thankful, appreciation, are just grains of sand in describing how much I appreciate my mom….love you mom!
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