So today was spent photographing a large pile of past artwork, putting it all back in the folders and stashing it away in the attic. I know have a bunch more to be getting on with, in time that too shall be stashed away to. In photographing stuff, I can play around on the laptop and edit it and eventually post it on here and elsewhere. Perhaps some day I may learn to photo stuff as I complete it, thus making life easier in any number of ways
Yesterday I spent a little time doing some intuitive drawings of people from past lives (my own) and relatives I never met. These last couple were more difficult, however the first few had an amazing vibration to them. I feel you can only do a few of these type of things before the ego kicks back in and it is time to go do something else. The image at top is not part of this, but from a yoga retreat I attended several years ago.
I am also happy to say that the above bout of creativity involved the Charcoal instead of paint and the marker pens were also discarded in favour of the dust and dirty fingers that this medium always produces. I have no ideas of what is going to be made tonight, perhaps nothing. It is a good idea to rest some nights, going to bed at a sensible time. However I work better, when everybody else has gone bed