State of Mind DC

This week's drawing challenge - State of Mind - added to the already very introspective quality of my days and nights. 

 The first half of the week, grey stormy conditions prevailed in my head.  Unmanageable emotions and lots of stuff that was none of my business anyway consumed me.  

Yikes.  

Get me out of here!

'State of Mind' - prismacolor and pigma pen in 8x6 epsilon

Then magically, with the full moon, I moved to a better state characterized by confident wonder and intentional gratitude. I would like to permanently relocate here, but it doesn't seem to work that way - I move around like a vagabond.

Thank you to Elisabeth for this drawing challenge theme.  Please visit her to see more states of mind by some fascinating artists.

Daily Drawing and the Latest Blossom

pigma pen and prismacolor pencil in 8x6 Gamma

Early in the week, I was sunk in a fog of self-imposed, self-centered gloom, living in the past and the future - both real bad neighborhoods.

'Web of Spring' - watercolor and inktense pencils in 8x6 Gamma

No amount of glorious spring rain or prayers for help could lift my heart.  God seemed remote as the moon.

'Deer Girl' - pigma pen and prismacolor pencils in 8x6 Gamma

Yesterday God's help came in the form of a listening ear and wise words from a fellow human being - angels suddenly apparent everywhere.  My stick said 'Live and Let Live'. 

Heart soars again in this day...

...this moment, this morning hour when everything is just as it should be and I don't feel compelled to judge any of the amazing NOW.   Hey, thanks God, for doing for me what I cannot do for myself once again.

The first salmon berry blossoms are here!

Screaming Green

My friend C has rightly termed June and July the season of Screaming Green here in southeast Alaska.

rice flower (black lily)

I have been feeling very fragile since getting back here to the island, vulnerable and prone to tears at the least provocation...

beach grass and buttercups (ranunculous)

After being absorbed in the anonymity of big urban places for a long month with my family the only familiar faces, it's been overwhelming to return to this place where every person is someone I know, if only by sight.

salmon berry blossom

I'm sure I'll get over this brittle mood, but until i do, I am grateful to live out the road, deep in the screaming green where I can have solitude in which to hide my fears and tears away.

devil's club and hemlock

 My mother always says that things will look brighter in the morning...

devil's club blossom

...and they always do.