Today was a funny silly day…the kind of day you go through emotions and ponder life. I did and know that elements must change as nature always does. Out with the old and in with the NEW ever changing lovely ways of sweet lovable nature. Only sometimes love hurts, but that’s just the way it must be…honestly brutal. Or is it the other way around?
I sat and wondered about life–my life and my circumstances. Inside I thought why oh why does it take so long for a dream to surface. Others make it seem so easy walking along with the wind in their hair without so much as a care. Others struggle to hold on and the wind knocks them down again and again but the love that love never gives up. I witnessed this while watching Jane Eyre. I feel this as all the artists describe and share their latest collaborations. This very word Tantrum makes sense…when you have one, well nothing could spell out the truth so clearly as a tantrum.
I came upon the sketches I drew 5 minute style:
My favorite is the top right one. Roots sticking out, sideways and all, branches broken, and yet still there is that little plant… a life. That’s where the tantrum happens. We cry and revolt against the status quote because we can not bear to be without what we truly want. No matter what we mustn’t let go. We must always feel–feel and revolt with our IMAGINATION, CURIOSITY AND ACTIONS. We can’t let go what simply is and therefore never die…
all that led to my latest Instagram post
yeah today was a silly day but as my neighbor said, “I can’t complain.” I sure can’t. These are the final sketches for my wise trees book . We shall see.
Imagine all the impossibilites that are possible.