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Do I Care What Day It Is? I Do Not. / December 28, 2023

Do I Care What Day It Is? I Do Not.

Steady gentle rain tapping on the skylight in my study as I type.

Print collage, a torn swatch of fabric (thank you, MaryAnn!), three French knots (one tangled), a paint marker, India ink and dip pen, a Stabilo Woody.

Art journal p.1 roughed up a little. Feels great!

The Idea Came to Her as She Was Preparing the Turnovers
7 x 7″; acrylic, ink, pencil, fabric, thread, and collage on sketchbook paper
abstract
2023


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7 responses to “Do I Care What Day It Is? I Do Not.”

  1. Roughed up! Love it! And the tapping rain….

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    1. Need to release a whole buncha stuff, internal and external. p.1 gave me a place to start; so grateful for art. Thanks for affirming my taking steps.

      The tapping winter rain has been just exactly fine today.

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  2. And she’s off and roughing! Fun to see the fabric swatch! Keep having fun….and paying no attention to what day it is.

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  3. I *AM* off and roughing! It was fun and freeing to include fabric (and check quickly with youtube to be sure I remembered how to make French knots!) in today’s disruption of what I did yesterday. As to know what day it is, NOT knowing is also fun and freeing!

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  4. Ooouuu! YES! The sound of rain! What JOY!

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    1. Yes, indeed, the joyful sound of rain! On the near horizon now, a first major snow forecast. Wonder what that’ll inspire in me.

      I’m already liking that working in a journal opens doors to ongoing play with theoretically already-completed pages.

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  5. Awesome! Fun! Snow too!? We had a light dusting, that was soon melted. But Mingus has a nice coat even two days later. Prescott got more, of course, and it is beautiful! We might get more on Sunday. My fingers are crossed.

 

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