1. these paper beads.
{and the slow steady act of rolling them.}
2. my hand-painted tiles.
{splotches in an imaginary kitchen.}
3. my kid’s hand-painted tile.
{sharpie on a real-life tile.}
4. this journal.
{and trying my hand at scribbling in it.}
5. these kitpas.
{for scribbling.}
other things:
it’s on the move, a dancing thing, playful and bright.
it’s great to be able to stop/when you’ve planned a thing that’s wrong.
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I read "scribbling" as "sobbing" and was all, same girl. Glad you aren't. Glad there is always art!
It's been a week. There's the daily barrage of bad news, for one thing. And the cold that I'm STILL recovering from. So I was really looking forward to this. Thanks, especially, for the journal and the Kitpas, both reminding me of things I remember and things I'd like to be doing more of.