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August 14, 2011


i see Buddhist prayer flags here,not in colour,but still i am going to see them as a counterpoint to the Feral,what an ugly word,capitalism post. These flags are thought to promote wisdom and to bless the surrounding landscape.We have buddhist flags in the yard of our house.A tibetan who i barely knew,and who i knew not to be rich in the things of this world,gave me some flags as a gift.I hung them in my office behind my desk.Recently a very wise client interpreted the mantra written on them for me.She told me the flags could bless me.I told her they already had.So I see prayer flags in your post

Thanks, John. That's what I see too, and I definitely feel blessed.

The marks seem to me to be a distillation of things you've experienced in drawing lately - trees, the park, landscapes, the allotment. Interesting dynamic work!

Playfulness and permission to be playful. Both are gifts.

I love these, especially the second one, for their free lines and movement and textures. The prayer flags are indeed blessings and perhaps a message of hope for peace sent out to this crazy mixed up world. (Yes, I read your last post, agreeing with you, but without words to add.)

This is brilliant Beth. The square objects are like kites that crowd our sky - July is a windy month.

I really like the squares, couldn't tell you why though. I bet that would look great in color too. I've messed around with a technique called vitreous flux, invented by a local painter. It's watercolor on a slick board that has been slightly roughed. Only one layer of paint will stay but there is a lot of salt and removing paint technique. I'm not describing it well, I'll send you a sample! It takes a loose attitude at the same time as you have to control your colors or everything will be brown.

My favourite is the top image (which I guess is a detail of the bottom one?) because it concentrates the sense of playfulness, light and shade, lovely ink/paper textures, movement, and yet is quite restful. I also love the tonal differences that the ink allows.

Frolicky kite-ish laundry on a wild line

Am enjoying your experiments in going looser, Beth.

your rock has something of the buffalo about it - or bison maybe... i feel it is ready to move...

hah! I like that...it does feel like a sleeping beast about to shrug...

Regular readers of Everyday Sociology know that I’m the new kid on the block. And I must say I’m pretty surprised to find myself in this position. It’s not that I don’t love sociology (which I do) and it’s not that I don’t enjoy writing about it (which I also do) it’s that I could never figure out how people had the time to read blogs, much less write them. I have enough trouble juggling my job-related tasks (preparing for classes, grading papers, attending committee meetings, working on my research) with my personal tasks (walking the dog, preparing meals, cleaning the house, exercising, following current events). And I know I’m not alone.

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