Been wanting to use some colour pencils that need sharpening for a while. They are chunkier than the standard size, I had a large size pencil sharpener for them but it got broken when the bag it was in got caught in my bicycle wheel when I was cycling to a yoga lesson through Toyama park and I hadn’t got around to getting a new one. This morning while removing flash cards from a yoga anatomy colouring book I suddenly and joyfully realized I could sharpen them with Dan’s penknife!
This pose is Janu Sirsasana – head to knee pose – a forward bend to help gently look forward to the coming year, yet still holding 2020 – a year that has stretched many of us beyond what we can bear.
While walking along Hastings beachfront with my nephew, I asked him “How do you know if the past and future exist if you can’t see them? Where are they?” and he replied “Don’t be such an idiot, Grace!! just because you can’t see something doesn’t mean it isn’t there!”
D’ye see, after allowing a little space for the light to spread, nothing resting?
Day into night, and through night into day the remote, Unseen
Eventually to be visited:
After being chased, through night, through darkness, successful in the end, the wind and sea allies;
Touching the heart
Made this poem using an exercise in a journal/ notebook called “THE STEAL LIKE AN ARTIST JOURNAL” by Austin Kleon. I love it! It seems to inspire and release creativity 🙂 #stealjournal
We went to visit Dan’s friend Julian and made dinner. I just got “Salad People and More Real Recipes” by Mollie Katzen (who wrote the Moosewood Cookbook). It’s a really nice book that has picture recipes for preschoolers to follow. I made some salad people. Dan and Julian weren’t that interested in helping but they did enjoy eating them!
I actually read this ages ago but on the way to London in June something happened that reminded me of the book. While Dan was running round the aisles of the plane he kept bumping into this man who would ask him if he had seen his crocodile. The man told me that he knew Haruki Murakami and Johnnie Walker in this book was based on him. Not sure if it was true but it was quite weird and Murakami-like anyway.