|A downwards progression - featuring Msst, |
Prestwood and Tipple
For me it's a great outlet from my daily writing work, where I'm striving hard to make each word I chose capture as best I can whatever I'm trying to get across. A break with a tile and pen allows movement and freedom and blissful meaninglessness. However, as soon as I put that pen down and look at my tile, I snap back into the represented world. I start to see all sort of things in my tile. But that's fine, by then I need to get back to noticing things in that way.
|Bunch of delights - Diva Dance, Rain, |
Verdigogh and Henna Drum
|Keeping it simple - with added Cruffle|
For some reason then I felt that I should come back round, to where we start from, an intention of no intention. A third and final tile - with Bugles again lifted from it's moorings. And tucked a little more snuggly into each of it's neighbours. A simple square of paper and ink - and nothing more to it that whatever you want it to be.