Indeed Tammy! Love the photo! This morning instead of "getting UP", with my routine of 'responsable adulting", ie. morning pages, breakfast, exercises (which I never seem to get to), making my bed and getting dressed then heading downstairs to my office, I ate and did some ink and watercolour work in my drawing journal. Some of it with black walnut ink I made myself and a pen made from a forsythia branch. There have been a series of what feel like capsizing events and the feeling that I'm not the same after each event. What I drew was me in deep water. As I've made my way to shore, I find I'm not where I started out from. People in my life have changed. So much has changed. And so have I. I read Liz Gilberts Letters from Love yesterday and it really hit home. As do this question and photo.
p.s. I LOVE the Chicago Art Institute! We went to Chicago several years ago, (in another life...) and became members even though we lived in Montreal! I loved getting the news letters, etc.
Corrine! I love that you made your own black walnut ink. There are black walnuts here and I looked it up one time about making ink. So cool that you have a pen you made too. It sounds like such a creative morning for you!
Yes, I have been doing a lot of reflection with the people in my life and who I am as well. It has been manifesting with ideas of material items around me too and what place I have in the world. Friendships of physical space and mental space have been emerging as well.
Thank you for the rec of the Gilbert letter. I skimmed through it and was wowed so will return to it later after my walk.
The photo was a surprise when the train stopped as it was coming out of the station and I liked how the reflection framed the image I was trying to capture. I am glad it struck you as well.
The art institute is an amazing place! I am attending a writing event there on Dec 6th! There will be many visits over the next year for sure.
Indeed Tammy! Love the photo! This morning instead of "getting UP", with my routine of 'responsable adulting", ie. morning pages, breakfast, exercises (which I never seem to get to), making my bed and getting dressed then heading downstairs to my office, I ate and did some ink and watercolour work in my drawing journal. Some of it with black walnut ink I made myself and a pen made from a forsythia branch. There have been a series of what feel like capsizing events and the feeling that I'm not the same after each event. What I drew was me in deep water. As I've made my way to shore, I find I'm not where I started out from. People in my life have changed. So much has changed. And so have I. I read Liz Gilberts Letters from Love yesterday and it really hit home. As do this question and photo.
p.s. I LOVE the Chicago Art Institute! We went to Chicago several years ago, (in another life...) and became members even though we lived in Montreal! I loved getting the news letters, etc.
Corrine! I love that you made your own black walnut ink. There are black walnuts here and I looked it up one time about making ink. So cool that you have a pen you made too. It sounds like such a creative morning for you!
Yes, I have been doing a lot of reflection with the people in my life and who I am as well. It has been manifesting with ideas of material items around me too and what place I have in the world. Friendships of physical space and mental space have been emerging as well.
Thank you for the rec of the Gilbert letter. I skimmed through it and was wowed so will return to it later after my walk.
The photo was a surprise when the train stopped as it was coming out of the station and I liked how the reflection framed the image I was trying to capture. I am glad it struck you as well.
The art institute is an amazing place! I am attending a writing event there on Dec 6th! There will be many visits over the next year for sure.