An art journal page from this morning.
It's difficult to know what's going on inside myself sometimes let alone other people. Sometimes I find it helps to write down my feelings. It helps me to answer my own questions. It's as though I knew the answers all along, like the 'silent' inner voice that knows what's best for us. It's good to listen to it in times of confusion isn't it?
My youngest loves to draw and most of her art is 'cartoon' style using gel pens or Sharpies, so when I saw these paintings she gave me for my birthday a couple of weeks ago, I was very surprised. I had no idea she could produce something so very different to what I've seen her do before. She must have been more visually aware of the places we often visit than I thought.
I love the way she's written 'mummy' on the frame too!
Meanwhile 'mummy' is doing some crochet therapy in the evenings.
I made a cushion cover a few weeks ago. You can see it by clicking here.
It started off ok but what with being put through its paces of family life of being thrown, and laid upon, pulled and pumelled, the cover grew bigger and bigger until it stretched so much I decided enough was enough and it needed a new lease of life.....
As a blanket!
So each evening you'll now find me buried beneath the ever-increasing blanket of rainbow. It's nice and warm under here!