The woodstove was clicking with warmth next to me. I sat in the wicker rocker, eyes closed, my legs pulled up under me. Fate and Bud slept in front of the fire as still as I wanted to be. I tried to remember to let the thoughts that came to me leave just as quickly. Some stayed longer than others.
Then one came that I didn’t want to forget.
I was thinking about how I often got the designs, patterns, and even images from books. Many came from my Language of The Goddess book, some from Ernst Haeckel’s nature drawings. And I got the idea to use what I found in nature on my walks in the woods instead. To use the things that I saw that caught my attention as a jumping-off point to create my own patterns and designs.
I don’t know what happens next, how I’ll use them. But I’m sure they will lead to something.
So as I walked in The Orphaned woods today, I took some pictures. Once home I got my sketchbook and a marker, pulled up the first picture I took and began to draw.
Below are the first drawings that I made from the photo above of the small broken branch with the drop of water on its tip.