Some
might say I like the sound of my own voice. But I prefer to say I
love words. The way they come together into sentences, paragraphs
and pages. I like the things you can persuade them to do, I'm
surprised by the places they take me to.
In
my day job (if you can call it that) I am a writer. I spend a lot of
time with words, reading them, writing them, cursing them. Sometimes
we need a break from each other. And that's where Zentangle comes
into its own for me. It allows me to make marks on paper which have
no meaning, no connection to anything beyond themselves. I can draw
lines and squiggles, and curves. I can darken areas, shade or colour
others.
Phantoms of the opera - Crescent Moon, Cayke and Chillon |
Then
I can step back, out of the tile, into myself. And often at that
moment back into the writerly me. I can look at my tile and see all
the things I was unaware of while I was making it. Sometimes the
tiles don't have much to tell me. They are tight-lipped or
secretive. Perhaps they are confused as to who they are. But some
are keen to speak to me. To show me their story.
Like
these two that I drew for the It's a String Thing challenge #35.
Just one string and four tangles - and suddenly I was back to those
dancing girls from my last post. But they'd left the stage.
Something had gone very wrong in this theatre. A gaping hole had
opened in centre of the stage. Everything and everyone was being
sucked in. The draped curtains, the scalloped cornicing, the padded
plush seats. Before long there would be nothing to suggest a place
of entertainment had ever stood there. Nothing but the echo of their
heels.
Also starring Cadent |
A
more homely setting emerged from my second tile. Perhaps a memory of
my mother's kitchen. Her passion for fancy curtaining - a childhood
recollection of phrases such as Venetian blinds and swags and tails.
Plaited corn dollies and polished horse brasses. Little white dishes
of shiny black olives.
Zentangle
gives me a welcome break from writing, but hands me back raring to
start again.
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