Creative Tuesdays - Jump In!

....or not....

Dear friends at Creative Tuesdays - I was very happy to note that CT is back in business! I loved this co-op, and the way it allowed for things to emerge due to the therapeutic nature of, a task a week, a creative task a week, really brings out things.



I have been updating various web thingies lately, which brings me back to blogging - was happy to see in Sunday Sketches that CT was on again - and seeing there might be a prize - well! I just had to jump in - this was drawn freehand on Photoshop, experimenting with layering

The theme immediately took  me back (see? therapy, har har) to one of the more traumatic events in my childhood (possibly more than once?). I was incapable of diving/jumping into a lake from a rock. It wasn't that tall of a distance but for some reason, the thought of hitting my head terrified me. Never mind that all the other kids did it, and were taunting me to do it - I stood there for like an hour, paralyzed, unable to either give up and go do something else, or jump in.


This drawing is a homage to all the fears and dangers, real or imagined, that have kept me from doing so much in life.

I am haunted by all the things I have been incapable of doing in life. Я преследовал всех вещей, которыми я был не в состоянии сделать в моей жизни

THe soundtrack to this little moment of joy was brought by Shostakovich - probably explains why it came out as it did - thanks to all!

Sunday Sketches - Penelope

Hi everyone at Sunday Sketches! Hoping everyone in the Northern Hemisphere is ready for spring! It seems to have been an all around eventful winter in any event. For instance, I hope I ended up in the right place for the URL seems to have migrated.

TOday I wanted to share a quick lightning sketch based on the dear song by Spanish performer Joan Manuel Serrat called "Penelope". It oozes 70s excess, but it is dear to me as I grew up listening to it.

Not sure what took me there today, but it contains a lesson for all, I think - stories tend to, after all.

It also relates the story of Penelope, similar to Homer's take on it, but based on contemporary life. Serrat's Penelope is a woman who was left at a train station by her lover - he told her 'wait for me', and she does, for years and years. Decades. Sitting in the train station, waiting.

Eventually he does return, and he celebrates in seeing her, but she decides he's not the one she was waiting for ---

Le sonrió
con los ojos llenitos de ayer,
no era así su cara ni su piel.
"Tú no eres quien yo espero".
Y se quedó
con el bolso de piel marrón
y sus zapatitos de tacón
sentada en la estación.

In case anyone's brave enough to see some potentially very cheesy bad music, here is the video:

love to all!