Doodle Wednesday crept up on me. But there was no internet here for a few hours in the early morning. I drew these in the spirit of Across Moons. And I found myself also condensing the basket symbol into something smaller. Like an eye. Letting it become less has actually concentrated it into a bit more. And it's a kind of dot. ( Am I back to that again?) I think it will be useful. This little Sense of self.
Although I haven't spent a whole lot of time with cloth in the past weeks, I've spent a whole lot of time with my thoughts. I spent a lot of time looking around the web, but not a lot of time talking about any of it. I spent more effort to catch my impressions on paper. I asked myself whether or not to keep going with a lot of the online presence. I tried to understand why I do it. I tried again to understand attribution and inspiration and the sameness that comes from association. I wondered a lot about art and galleries and the drive toward fame and formalized presentation. I thought about art as business and how weird that is really.
But mostly I thought about art as self, and what you become in the process of going and choosing and revealing or not. So I just thought a lot, I guess. I let the thoughts float without judgement.
The sketch above is a combination of two symbols , the star which I use to express the wish which really has never been a want, but a vision that might redefine what is. And the basket, my symbol for some kind of timeless self. Here they intertwine, get woven together. Self holds wish. Wish supports self. The form excites me because it is less static.
I will be going forward with What If Diaries 2. I've pushed it back a bit. I've just changed my mind about how it might work. What it might be. I want to UnDo the same old thing. I hope to open Registration on March 1.
House guests, snow, intermittent power problems. more snow, wet firewood, fresh bread, wine, snow. A bit of blue cloth developed without indigo .A doodle. That's all. except for more snow. Tomorrow will be cold. The next day more snow. February.