Sunday, November 17, 2019

November Days

November 8

As soon as Kris gave us permission to add our own personal subjects into the Mayan ruins scene, I felt free, I felt daring, silly, true. I added the ratty-rat, and when I spilled a blob of India ink, I added the spacecraft, to hide the blob. From there, using either ink dipping pens, or a brown fine point marker, I felt eager to paint, eager to make things from love, from ideas, and concepts, from my life and imagination. The cow, is one of my uncle Kia's, in Sonora, the Chevy from a scene in Wisconsin, when we stopped for gas, on our way to Door County. The ratty in the moon, a sailor, a guiding light, a whimsical charm. I love watercolor painting... the painting itself, and my teachers, peers, the lessons, and guidance, the company of interesting, kind, creative friends.

Grace and her mom, Carol, participated in a craft fair, and Maria and I were lucky enough to make it out to see their booth. They have been so busy making all kinds of charming, and appealing crafts. I love wool felt, and embroidery, appliqué. I love driftwood, and beads, and I love that we could do this kind of Christmas shopping... supporting local artists.

November 9

Alex keeps adding to his studio. I shouldn't be surprised that the space is its own work of art.
November 12

We are still riding. Somedays we ride as much as 12 miles. Well, if Geoff goes without me, he rides much further. I am still timid cyclist, and however many miles I log, it's all loops and passes over and over in our quiet neighborhood. But it does make me happy, and that's good.
November 13

November 14

Sometimes Maria makes time to draw. The semester is a demanding one, with four academic classes, and her easier electives waiting for her in the new year. She's working so hard!

November 15

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