First drawing of the day. In fact I was only warming up. I decided to share these pages with you, just as they are, to show you how a drawing sometimes starts.
I wrote a little about the rain:
tic tic, toc toc, tac tac
rain, rain, rain on my roof
I am sitting here and listen to the song of the drops
hoping the gutters don’t leak, the rooftiles are still in place
and I remember that I forgot to let the house get painted on the outside
a moment to stay in bed a little longer
but I am not going to do that, because I also love an early start of the day
hey, there is an enormous bird sitting next to my bed
some sort of ‘angel in disguise’?
life: don’t wait!
who said that waiting is not living?
the four queens: the queen of art, the queen of music, the queen of souls and the queen of rest
Today I started a new diary/sketchbook/artjournal. Number 75 since 2010, when I started writing every morning. Over the years my diaries have turned into my ‘land of freedom’. I write, paint, draw or make plans in them.
I painted this little girl on the front of this book. She reminds me of myself as a little child. I remember the pure excitement I used to feel. The happiness of just being alive, I guess. Every day filled with new adventures, new stories.
I want her to lead the way these coming weeks, when this book will accompany me. Up to that same excitement of being alive! Go girl! Go!