A fish in the moonlight, Monotype of the Day #246

Hospital print 5

Thinking about the outside world tonight. Hoping to see it very soon. Still enjoying what I can but I feel the call of home again for the first time. That must mean I am improving! I miss not having to clean up after I print 🙂. I love leaving last night ink on my plate for inspiration. It’s very different starting with a clean plate each night. (I have to clean up so I can store the plates here my art bag).

Release, Monotype of the Day #245

Hospital print day 4

So I’m feeling a lot better today! But I’ll probably be here until at least Monday. I realized I was a lot more worried than I consciously knew. Now that things are sorted and I’m on the mend, I need to release that anxiety. Carrying it around can only suck energies needed for healing. That’s what this print is- I purged that helpless scared feeling out. xo

Not now!, Monotype of the Day #243

Hospital print day 2 (fortunately I made my first day’s print at home in the morning. Just a feeling) Here’s the thing about the hospital, you think it’s a break from your daily life, but it’s not. The days you spend in the hospital are just as precious as any other day. The trick is reconciling yourself to your fate so you don’t suffer over suffering. Sometimes things are so bad a patient is just in survival mode. Barring that I’ve found the hospital to be filled mainly with charming people who spend their lives in service, some of the cream of humanity. While I would much rather be home and feeling well, I am determined to enjoy my stay as much as is possible. In other words, I’m keeping my crankiness to a minimum 😊😘

the artist leaves footprints, Monotype of the Day #239

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Wow, really late tonight. I've needed to make this image for 2 day but was out of ink. Thanks to the ultra fabulous @wildcherryart for the art supply run while I was under the weather! We all leave footprints behind in the world. In our footprints are echoes of the eternal footprint of The Artist, the ceaseless source of all creativity. it is the challenge of the artist to be still and silent long enough to hear The Artist in our own steps. It is so late that I wonder if perhaps I'm not making any sense tonight at all. if this is so, just look at the image. Images hold so much more than words can ever convey anyway. xoxo -

The Prayer, Monotype of the Day #233

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Posting by midnight tonight! Sybil for the win! 😉
The act of creation is a prayer

Praying
by Mary Oliver
It doesn't have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch

a few words together and don't try
to make them elaborate, this isn't
a contest but the doorway

into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.

Transference, Monotype of the Day #232

When Hildegard of Bingen, a 12th century abbess and mystic, first had visions that she should leave her nunnery to start her own abbey, she refused to share them. The earliest account of her life tells that this made her so sick she could not even be lifted from her bed. The moment she started to share what she saw, she was healed. She left to start her own abbey and went on to become one of the most influential women of her time, writing letters to the pope, authoring the first book of medicine by a woman, composing sublime music, and more. When the creative force comes through to transform your life, it’s often uncomfortable but stoppering its flow causes unwanted problems. An artist must learn to embrace uncertainty and discomfort to receive and communicate at high levels.