Today I played with dirt while I was waiting for Lucy to get a good dose of sunshine and running around after school. I found it painful to be away from my drawing desk. Do you get that?
I think I called this blog-thing the wrong name. I should call it Annamaria -looking-for-something-. What am I looking for? It always feels that I will find something at the end of this hour, this day, this drawing session- I don't know what. I feel compelled.
Last night I added the links to my favorite blogs. It takes me a lot of time to figure out how to do things like that, I make all sorts of wrong turns and then suddenly its done and I think oh! that's straightforward, why did it take me so long? It's probably because I am always rushing- that also accounts for the numerous spelling mistakes. Forgive me... Anyway, I wanted to tell you how absolutely I have loved these blogs, these women are amazing artists, women, mothers, daughters, writers, the works. I have tried to navigate my way through Flickr lately too. That is also an amazing experience. The world is making art. I tought art for years, but this is such a fascinating way to learn as well.
These are two of my favorite' small blessings'. They continue each other's thought.
In Greece when I was a little girl they had a shadow theatre called Karagiozis. Well,its still around but more like a fragile antique. The main set where the whole play was acted had one small hut on the right side(that was Karagiozi's house) and a large palace on the left side(for the ruler of the land).
Our childhood memories are our blessings too, don't you agree? What I cherish about them is that altered perspective in space and sizes, and that sense of awe at new and wonderfull things. I actually remember learning the names for things and how I had my own language in my head and I was telling myself :"in their language they call it ..so.so.."
I think that never left me, that wonder and happiness when I learn something new.
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