"For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven...
I have seen the business that God has given to the children of man to be busy with.
He has made everything beautiful in its time. "
Ecclesiastes 3:1, 10
"Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth." Psalm 46:10
January 2025:
January held a few noteworthy activities for our family.
I got out cross-country skiing for my first time in years, and it felt amazing! A second time at the start of February was just as satisfying. I love this new (old) way to enjoy our 8 acres and surrounding fields in the fresh, cold air!
March 6th: a snowy Sunday afternoon
On the knitting side of life:
I knit 42 pairs of mittens in 2021 and sold more than that on Etsy, so our stock is super low now.
Watercolor has really gone into a slump around here the past few months - as can be seen by what I turn out when picking up a brush again.
I do realize that the high inflammation and pain levels which hit me each autumn play a big part in disconnecting brain from fingertips. Creativity can't be forced when it is hard to simply draw breath or sit normally due to pain. But more closely observing a bit of beauty while watching the flow and mingle of watercolors is still so therapeutic that I want to push through this slump and see what can come of it.
The first Sunday afternoon of December marked the start of this experiment. When a quick attempt at our first amaryllis of the season failed miserably, I turned to a favorite tutorial by Camilla Damsbo to gain inspiration again.
It forced me to loosen up, speed up, and use more water... which was much-needed in our bone-dry winter home. And while the results are still far from what I envisioned, it brought some joy back to the process.
Then a Monday afternoon walk to the compost pile through the cold, crunching snow gave me a sunset view to try. As subtle as our winter skies can be, it was fun to try a mix of techniques for this little landscape.
The second Sunday I tried adding ink lines to the Damsbo poppies piece (as shown in the tutorial here)...
...before tackling our favorite
succulents for a second time.
Not happy with the results (rough, hard edges and too dark on the lightest values), I went back to knitting my handspun wool for the rest of the afternoon!
So, though it still takes a strong will to pull
out the paints and brushes, knowing I won't find even the so-so results I was
used to some months ago, I hope to keep finding ways to make the process more
enjoyable again.
Pencil and ink were all I could handle for yesterday's Sunday Sketchout, but that completed my page of the amazing Delphiniums from our garden.
The plant was at least 6 feet tall this year before rain broke most of the spikes for us to then enjoy indoors.
I was particularly amazed by the unusual patterns of the leaf veins!
I know many people don't like to get into such tiny details in their nature journals, and that's fine. I don't always either. But I'm not going for quantity at this point in my life.
Rather, on the days where my chronic symptoms are getting too loud, I can find such therapy in looking closely at a bit of God's intricate creation and trying to copy some of what I notice. All the little wrinkles, folds, and subtle but complex colors make me happy and distract my brain from the pain as long as I can focus.