But I sure do love a day that holds puttering. Going about in a casual, unhurried way. Occupying myself doing a number of small impromptu tasks, not concentrating on anything in particular.
Perhaps seeing some mending that has been waiting for weeks, threading my needle out on the front steps in warm sunshine.
Or seeing a book on my bed and stopping to read right then and there.
Or seeing a stack of paint quilts in my studio and selecting one to 'embroider' with wax pastels and stenciling to make a postcard for my dad. Not having any particular plan or guiding vision. Just puttering around trying this and that, creating some inviting softnesses. Finishing up with a satisfying coat of matte medium, letting brush strokes go any which way they want.
|Soft Landing Place|
4x5"; acrylic and wax pastels on manila stock