AN ARTIST'S BOOK
I love journals.
I collect them with every best intention to fill them with ideas and drawings and snippets and photographs and bus tickets and pressed flowers and poetry and ... !!!
An artist's book
A book full of ...
good intentions
empty promises
nascent ideas
'round tuits'
instant success
seeds yet to bear fruit
the work of a procrastinator, and
.... silence.
I collect them with every best intention to fill them with ideas and drawings and snippets and photographs and bus tickets and pressed flowers and poetry and ... !!!
An artist's book
A book full of ...
good intentions
empty promises
nascent ideas
'round tuits'
instant success
seeds yet to bear fruit
the work of a procrastinator, and
.... silence.
OLD MOTHER HUBBARD
The nursery rhyme chants,
"Old Mother Hubbard
went to the cupboard
to fetch her poor dog a bone.
But when she got there
the cupboard was bare
and so the poor dog had none."
What do I do when I have a 'creative block': the cupboard is bare, so to speak?
"Old Mother Hubbard
went to the cupboard
to fetch her poor dog a bone.
But when she got there
the cupboard was bare
and so the poor dog had none."
What do I do when I have a 'creative block': the cupboard is bare, so to speak?
MARY MARY QUITE CONTRARY
Another nursery rhyme sings,
"Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells
and pretty maids all in a row?"
How do I think 'outside the square',
like Mary in her extra-ordinary garden?
"Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells
and pretty maids all in a row?"
How do I think 'outside the square',
like Mary in her extra-ordinary garden?
To fill my journal and my soul, I like to
visit an exhibition
keep a creative journal
daydream
surround myself with the creativity of others.
visit an exhibition
keep a creative journal
daydream
surround myself with the creativity of others.
