I have no idea what my new obsession means, or where it came from.
I honestly don't.
I am not sharing it here, looking for any praise. I truly think that
I am having a mental break of some sort, revisiting my childhood.
Or in some way, revisiting something I shouldn't even be remembering.
Lately, every evening, I drag out my box of pens (you knew I had a pen problem, right?), and I
find myself drawing these scenes from my head.
Every time I start one, I have no idea where I'm going with it.......it begins with a line or two, and then they just evolve. Somehow, as I'm drawing them, I feel some spark of recognition, though I can't explain that at all.
My eight year old granddaughter loves them, and I take THAT as the highest compliment, since when I am drawing them, I kind of feel like an 8 year old.
How marvelous would it be to be that age again????
Can you even imagine??????
I have to admit, I sort of love doing it.
Is it just doodling? Or something else?
I have questioned why I don't put people in them. I don't know the answer to that. Maybe I am just not ready to do that, or maybe people aren't the point.
I do believe that our psychological self knows things that we aren't consciously aware of, and I think that the universe is more mysterious than we allow.
When I was younger, much younger, I used to dream about this house. I was in the front yard, looking down the road, waiting for someone who never came. The house was as clear as a picture.
I always wondered about that house.
there are so many bedrooms........and at the end of the house, there are a second set of stairs, that lead to a separate apartment if you will.
I have never seen the house, in this life, but it is very real to me, still.
She wanted them all.
This is the first one I drew, the one that got me hooked.
They all make me feel very peaceful, but I guess I better move on, before I start a collection.
Christmas is over. It took me 5 minutes to take my tree out of its plastic bag, and plug it in. It will take me 5 minutes to put it away again on New Year's Day. That's how I roll.
At the end of the day though, this is the real joy in my life, as it should be.
They came and spent the day with me today, and I have no idea why I am not asleep yet.
Til next time.