Today’s prompt – Idiom literalized.
Once in a blue moon.
Did you know,
“A blue moon is a second full moon in a single solar calendar month, which happens every two to three years (seven times in the Metonic cycle of 19 years).”
- Wikipedia
Pretty cool, eh?
Today’s prompt was ‘Body of Water’.
Oh dear, I am in trouble already. Anything that moves or is the least bit ephemeral is simply beyond me.
I think I have a ‘deficiency’. I seriously cannot grasp the subtleties between light and shadow when an object is transparent or semi-transparent. Like the Iris from yesterday’s challenge. I have to rely a LOT on my imagination to fill in the shadows, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but, it does render the object a bit askew or plastic-ky. But that’s okay too I suppose because once my “inner critic” accepts that that is my version of the iris, its all good. Its all in the name of art after all, eh? 
So here’s my imaginary (it really isn’t all that imaginary. Pretty standard stuff really.) drawing of a Body of Water…
All in all, I spent an awesome 30 minutes doodling in the shadows. It did do my soul a lot of good. And that’s always a good thing!
A friend of mine recently set up a FB page called 10 Day Art Challenge – a drawing a day. Since I LOVE, nay, ADORE spur of the moment creativity, I jumped right in!
Some of the best ideas, I find, come after running smack dab into the face of a deadline. I personally lose some of the spontaneity (and perhaps enthusiasm too) when I have time to mull things over. Last minute work always has an element of surprise that is appealing. Not to mention, that thrilling dash of adrenaline.
The way I see it, this particular challenge is more of an exercise. To be taken lightly and in the spirit of fun. It is meant to help us keep one foot in the world of creativity so we don’t lose ourselves in the dull humdrum of daily life. To take a few moments from the day to simply pay attention and BE.
To keep a finger on the pulse.
So this is how it works:
For each of the 10 days, there is a prompt. You draw, sketch, paint, collage, crayon….the prompt.
You can give it a minute, 5 minutes, an hour or a day.
The idea is to put that pencil on that paper and scribble happiness. 
Today’s prompt was ‘Flower or Plant’.
And here’s my mad dash scribbling…
And the inspiration…..
Please do join in the fun too! I would love to see your happy creations!
The hidden allure.
To the {winter} parched eye, spring is ever a revelation.
How green it all is.
Almost obscenely so.
Posted in A little bit of this and a little bit of that.
Tagged green, leaves, photography, spring
Everyday
two worlds collide;
Within.
Moods
you might call them.
Life trembles.
Walks the bright yellow
of euphoria,
Trudges the grey morass
of uncertainty.
Everyday
two worlds collide;
Within.
And I,
vacillating between,
come away
bruised.
Posted in Paintings, Poems, Sketching a Thought
Tagged bruised, collide, colors, happiness., painting, poem, poetry, sketching a thought, Whimsy, World, yellow
Every so often
the two unite
amid pre-dawn shadows
for a lover’s tryst.
Trembling they lie
under his pearlescent cloak
quietly content
iridescently aglow.
When there parades the other
in a fiery blaze
making her blush
for her wayward ways.
For fair maiden morn
has lovers two,
the jealous sun
and the gentle moon.
Sometimes, something happens in our life, an occurrence though small and comparatively insignificant, it still has the power to through one off balance. We feel off kilter. Everyday life recedes as anxiety pools, a solid mass, in the center of our being. And we lug it around, all the while trying to ignore it, demean it, belittle it in our minds. Hoping that by closing, half shutting our inner eye, it will go away. But it seldom does. It just sits there and grows and grows until you feel it flood your heart and blind your vision. And soon it assumes a much bigger proportion than it really is worth.
Recently, I have discovered, well, stumbled upon would be more appropriate, a formula that works for me.
Whenever I start making a Mt. Everest of a mole hill, I sit down and pay particular attention to it. I try to figure out why I am making such a big issue of it and what I can do to turn it around. I try to ferret out the root cause. And at the end of the introspection, if I can resolve it amicably, I take action. If not, I try to let it go because worrying about it is not going to resolve it anyway. It will just have a toll on my health not to mention the thundercloud mood that everyone else has to deal with.
Sometimes it doesn’t go away completely but it does assume a more appropriate proportion and soon the sun begins to shine again and the birds sing and the world rights itself and tilts back into its space. In other words, Atlas stops shrugging and stillness finds its way back in.
