Sunday Feb 6, 2011

My second son came down from Ohio today.  I am going to get to go back to Ohio with him for a week.  My third son is home on leave from Iraq and is up in Ohio; so I am thrilled to be able to get up there to see him before he leaves.  Poor thing got feeling sick on the trip down, so as soon as he got here I had to take him to the Nashville VA; hopefully he will be feeling better asap.

On the creative front, I have worked on another page in my art journal tonight, but not finished it ... and that is ok.
Also I have done two cards tonight, but his the lights are low so that he can sleep, I can't post a picture of them until tomorrow.

I have noticed that as time goes by and I have given my self to create "imperfect" art; that my art is improving.  I am very pleased with my results lately.  It was all about developing that artistic confidence, to just go ahead and do it and not stress to make it "perfect".  In fact, perfect things often are less artistically beautiful than so-called "imperfect" or flawed things.

What do you think, do you find perfect things more appealing or do you see the beauty in the not-so-perfect and slightly flawed things?  Leave me a comment and tell me your take on it.

Visitors

My daughter-in-law and my 3 year old granddaughter and her 2 year old cousin came to visit last night.  Wow, high and energy and high volume and cartoons, oh my!

Spongebob and Dora and Lilo and more, weee!

Solitude

Solitude
I have had the opportunity for the last two days and for about a week more to be alone. I am reveling in it. Having a huge family, peace, solitude and the calmingness of it all is so rare for me.
I feels like I have been out of focus for a while and now in the quietness I can be adjusted ever so slightly back into a clearer focus.
I am not lonely; and it does not mean I don't love my family immensely; but solitude has always been a bit of heaven to me.
Occasionally someone calls and we chat or someone drops by and we visit; but I now that peaceful quietness is waiting with open arms after my visitor goes back to their life. And I savor both experiences as someone savors the most delicious meal of their life.
And besides the quietness and calming; with feeling harried or rushed in the least I am being so very productive, I am loving it.