I feel like I not only read your essays, but I’m in conversation with them. My journals are mostly trivia that only a blank page could love. They have probably been read by others more times than I need to know. I leave it lying around as something of no importance to deter uninvited guests. People are intrigued most by the things you hide. Trivia is the lock and key for the real things that are buried within it. That said, there is always a small note for trespassers “Not all things written here are true. I am the only one that knows the real wolf from the ghost wolf” Ironically it is the writing itself that helps me make that determination. Oh and the blank page-my silent friend,never says “I heard that before, please shut up! No, ….it says …”tell me more! : ) Loved this essay-❤️❤️❤️
the blank--my silent friend. That is a keeper. I am so hopeful that these words come across as a conversation. That's why the first thing after the essay ends is a button to leave a comment :) I leave my notebooks lying around too! They are almost always open on my desk. I am not a gatekeeper. 🌈 Thank you, Kathy. We are kindred spirits in so many ways.
If I hadn't had the blank page, I never would have had the pleasure and love of filling those pages with my beautiful calligraphy for others and myself.
I don’t keep a journal. But you may well have tickled an itch. From a non writer perspective (mine), I figure trivia is perfect. It’s an opening. And inks, colors, whatever is a beautiful way to go on a quest for something as deep as their beauty
Is a writer’s blank page like an artist’s blank sheet of mixed media paper? I sometimes sit before my blank paper and wonder if any kind of collage thing will ever manifest itself. More time sitting and staring than actually creating. My husband suggested I go to my dust bin and pull out things I have thrown away to create a new collage. Maybe writers do that too. Go to their dust bin of ideas and find that something seemingly useless…. really isn’t.
I think it just the same. I find it happens in both spaces! Maybe all my swatching is sort of like writing about the weather and my pens ;) Thank you, Becky. xo
I feel like I not only read your essays, but I’m in conversation with them. My journals are mostly trivia that only a blank page could love. They have probably been read by others more times than I need to know. I leave it lying around as something of no importance to deter uninvited guests. People are intrigued most by the things you hide. Trivia is the lock and key for the real things that are buried within it. That said, there is always a small note for trespassers “Not all things written here are true. I am the only one that knows the real wolf from the ghost wolf” Ironically it is the writing itself that helps me make that determination. Oh and the blank page-my silent friend,never says “I heard that before, please shut up! No, ….it says …”tell me more! : ) Loved this essay-❤️❤️❤️
the blank--my silent friend. That is a keeper. I am so hopeful that these words come across as a conversation. That's why the first thing after the essay ends is a button to leave a comment :) I leave my notebooks lying around too! They are almost always open on my desk. I am not a gatekeeper. 🌈 Thank you, Kathy. We are kindred spirits in so many ways.
If I hadn't had the blank page, I never would have had the pleasure and love of filling those pages with my beautiful calligraphy for others and myself.
Very true! Thanks, mom!
I just listened to this. It’s wonderful, heartfelt and so very true. 💕💕
Thank you so so much, Sue. xoxo
I don’t keep a journal. But you may well have tickled an itch. From a non writer perspective (mine), I figure trivia is perfect. It’s an opening. And inks, colors, whatever is a beautiful way to go on a quest for something as deep as their beauty
I think what you wrote is just right. An opening. I love that.
Such beautiful, descriptive writing! Wow - a real joy to read!
Grateful ☺️
Is a writer’s blank page like an artist’s blank sheet of mixed media paper? I sometimes sit before my blank paper and wonder if any kind of collage thing will ever manifest itself. More time sitting and staring than actually creating. My husband suggested I go to my dust bin and pull out things I have thrown away to create a new collage. Maybe writers do that too. Go to their dust bin of ideas and find that something seemingly useless…. really isn’t.
I think it just the same. I find it happens in both spaces! Maybe all my swatching is sort of like writing about the weather and my pens ;) Thank you, Becky. xo
Oh, and my favourite part was you reading your thoughts. It gave it life.
I enjoy that part!
Showing. Up. 🤍
Me too ✨