Yours is the light by which my spirit's born:
you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
- e.e. cummings
In honour of tonight's harvest moon...A bit of art from the weekend
As I was posting these,
I noticed the heart shape
at the bottom left side of the page.
While I was painting it,
I never saw it.
Even here (below), where I outlined
the heart in black paint...
I never saw it
while I was painting it.
(otherwise, I probably would have followed
a path of hearts for the painting!)
Isn't that strange?
Something that can be so obvious to me now,
but so NOT obvious at the time.
It's funny how sometimes,
things can be right in front of our eyes -
but we don't see it.
What I'm currently reading (again).
I read some books more than once
and usually get something different
out of them every time.
Depends how I feel and
what I'm open to hearing.
I love this poster by Lisa Congdon
as much as I love the wise words by Anaïs Nin.
I think we all need to hear this now and then.
And to finish off the evening in style -
a little song called Harvest Moon.
oh, and for the record,
it's so nice to be back here with you all.
I am so behind on reading other blogs,
but i'm getting there.
So many of you are doing such beautiful things...
Leaves me speechless.