Grandmother Majiks

How goes your 4th week of 2017? Mine kicks on as aggressively and constant as ever. Just feeling over the physical factor to be real. Positive thinking has its boundaries, and mostly works for people who believe in that paradigm, which I currently don't really. I think I've stepped into a wider avenue of commanding pathway, am getting a little more sovereignty in this human construct, and kapow! More warping, thumping, shifting, expanding and expelling. So so done with it.

To be fair, I did set out to deliberately expunge another layer of deeply embedded chemical toxin from my physical form. So in that, I am very successfully manifesting the reality of my intent. Did I expect it to be so immediate and so damn uncomfortable, with the piercing pain through the hypothalamus, the heat, flu symptoms and sharp grabbing stabs in the sciatic? No, no I did not. Yay me. Yay my awesome manifest glory.

Yay the way that each 'shift', each marathon compressed into each step forward in this place is so entertainingly different in its expression. This time around, I can feel the divide between the hemispheres of my brain, and all the sharp pains and aches are down the left side of my body, with me able to feel the centre line from left to right.... yay me. And when someone walks from my left side to my right side, either close in within my field or on the other side of the room, intense shooting pain goes down into the left hemisphere of my brain, bright white-lit shards of colliding information particles shocking along neural pathways clamouring for new freedom. Yay me. Yay, yay me.

There are results to these titan steps through the density smog, I admit. I have been able to conceptualize, begin and finish another watercolour. I commissioned my eldest daughter to do a sketch for me. I have always loved and admired how she injects expression into characters. And she has the years of skill and practice, while I have the desire to jump to the colour process.

Grandmother Majiks

And then I coloured

I called it 'Containment Field'. The Creative Spark contained within a human energy field of form.

The photo is a grainy rendition on my iPhone. Who would have realized it's so bloody difficult in the metropolis of Brisbane to find a business with a large flatbed scanner than can just do a simple scan!!!! That part is a work in progress. I would like to do some decent prints, that requires decent scans. Art reproduction scans/digitalizing are out of my league. My own printer scanner does a good job, but these last two pieces I did are larger than A4. I do have a couple scans but whilst they are ok I had to do a lot of prep in Photoshop and still some of the colour is a total no-show. I don't know why the huge fancy print scanner at the office shop I went too insists on making the background a radioactive brilliant white. I mention it to the employees, they look at me, blink and ask do I want them to increase contrast. ????? No! Just scan what is there without adjusting. I think I may be unknowingly speaking in tongues and they just don't get what I'm saying.

On other fronts, I plopped myself into the Instagram pool a couple days ago. I have a couple friends in there sharing, it is definitely a fun quick way to share and see what others are doing. So I'll be posting little Symbol Vignettes in there and other stuff I do - glyphs, drawings etc - I will possibly share there first, before making a blog post about it.

I have added a find me on instagram social button on my webpage, shouldn't be hard too find.

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Alright then. Blog post done, now to pull a recording off my phone and upload that. One of those trips through town where you do what you have to do where you have to do it.