( unmounted ) Nurture.
The feeling if being wrapped in a mothers love ( I lost my mum at age two ) so I have an indian spirit filling in for her and her arms are replaced by wings..
To lift us up ? To help us soar ?
What does if make you feel when you envisage yourself in the child's place ?
Next is a great image and quote I was sent by a friend. So hard to make that leap of faith isn't it. ?
When my day was blue and empty yesterday I gave myself timeout. I sat down with a chill out herbal tea mix
of camomile, lavender and three different mints to soothe my sad stressed soul and to try to create and let out some urghh ( lol, technical term for feeling crappy depressed and generally in a funk ).
Well it worked because I decided to use my nice Moroccan table and one of my colorful glasses ( green for new beginnings ). Then sat and started reading/flipping through a great book called "Unfurling, a mixed media workshop by Misty Mawn. " (inspirations and techniques for self expression through art.) what a great title and description.
I've had it in my collection of mixed media books for a while now but today she jumped out at me. To just sit and be inspired if I wasn't up to reading it though and that's exactly what happened. Thanks Misty :) just reading the first few pages then randomly flicking to a page near the back and I was away. Expression for my soul.
I was full of the usual critical judgements of my work and abilities but somehow I got through and finished my girl in just under an hour.
She's quite vibrant and not how I was feeling at all, she was braver and wilder than me, with her exotic tribal feather neck piece replete with rubies I might add. Wild curly reddish hair and butt nekkid under her butterfly chest plate and delicately placed heart.
Be memorable adorns her neck and chest like a tattoo declaring her uninhibited wildness to the world.
Memorable she is there's no doubt about that. ;) she certainly must have read the profound book "Women who run with wolves " byClarissa Pinkola Estes.
It's funny how our subconscious works, I was unable to relate to what I drew and painted at first, then it hit me.. That's the design I'd been thinking of for a new range of necklaces in my jewelry line.
Bold Tribal feather adorned neck pieces, exotic & vibrant with semi-precious stones beaded onto them.
Now to sit and make my necklaces.
Hopefully I'll have some images to post on those soon.
The last image is of an old sketch and poem from a few years back. In an old and not so healthy relationship. Toxic I guess but it had its beauty too.
I'm thinking of revisiting her and the poem by doing an art journal piece where I can add colour and take my time with the handwriting and placement of the poetry.
It's nice to look back on our art .. For me it's like a journal filled with secrets sorrows dreams and loves of long ago.
I used to be so full I needed to just get the images and poems out and not worry about the look. But now I feel better equipped to take those jumbled outpourings and make then sing with a little but more light and expressive colour and creativity.
Well I've been up now since 2:23 am and my morning alarm has just gone of reminding me to get up and go for a run with my puppy Miss Penelope.
Wow 6 am already sheesh I'm going to need a nanna nap today.
So cheers and happy hippy hugs for now until we meet again.
Gypsy Mel x
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