I've been preoccupied lately. Productive, creative even - in my own way - yet preoccupied by something not yet defined, something not quite ripe, something forming from the mysts, something that lies beyond my vision, beyond my reach. A mystery making manifest stroke by stroke, breeze by breeze, molecule by molecule, in my presence.
Like an unfinished box ... already filled.
Peace.
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5 comments:
"Peace", indeed! :-)
Decorating oxes and containers has ecome something like an addiction with me. i do it when I don't have mental energy to come up with a new textile or art idea, and I find they take their own path giving me so many ideas.
Wishing you inspiration and peace x
~nothing quite like a box to hold and savor special treasures to be hid away...can't wait to see the mystery revealed...the colors of your two pieces of art are so lovely...brightest blessings~
What a lovely thought.
hello honey!
I had to smile when I saw your comments! I was thinking of you today, my heart leaned towards you, similar to a feeling of missing you. It has been too long since I have stopped by.
I love this post. I love the elusive feeling that you put words to. I love that you are experiencing this.
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