Inktober Day 13: I had time this afternoon for a long break, to walk around the lake and find a place in the sun. The lake is low this year; there are beaches in new places to me. I could see where the water carved out under the mat of roots, making little caves where the waterline normally is. This network of roots made wave shapes.
Inktober day 11. I am at EarthSpirit’s Twilight Covening, and off the official Inktober prompts. This came after the evening Releasing Fire on the beach, letting go of anything that might hinder me from opening myself fully to the weekend’s offerings.
Inktober day 10: Pattern
My first formal schooling was at Mrs. Coventry’s School in Dacca, East Pakistan. I loved when we were assigned to copy patterns on lined paper. To my American ears, it sounded like “pattens”. I think the theory was dexterity practice toward eventual penmanship
I still love repeating designs, and I love the feeling of writing longhand, even when I don’t have words I want to write. That doesn’t bother me; as a child I was surrounded by writing in characters I was not taught to read, and by languages I never really learned to speak.
I still love to hear the sound of other languages even if I don’t understand them, and various non-language calligraphy makes its way into not a few of my drawings.
Inktober day 9: Swing.
sing me a moon, sing me a star.
Inktober day 7: Enchanted
Inktober day 6. The prompt was “Husky”, but I went with “Husk”.
Inktober official prompt for the day was ‘Freeze’. How fitting that we got our first touch of frost tonight!
Inktober day 3: Bait.
#Inktober2019 day 2. The official prompt is ‘mindless’, make of that what you will.
The 1st of Inktober. Stuff around my worktable.
I’m going to look at the official prompts, but don’t promise to follow them!
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