Sparkle, Darling!

More than anything I want this quick post to be a reminder to all of us to 'Sparkle, Darling!' This was my last new moon painting from Moonshine with Effy Wild. I often need the reminder that it's okay to be fully myself. I think we all do. We all have situations where we dim our wattage for others. From time to time, in certain circumstances, perhaps this is okay. But not all the time. And being authentic attracts our tribes to us, the people who really get us and whom we are most likely to understand, too. The 'darling' on the end makes me smile. A reminder as well to not take ourselves too seriously, to be as extravagent and 'out there' as we want to be. Or not. The sparkle could be as simple as a splash of silver paint on bare toes from a day of solitary painting which leads to wonder and insight.  (my today)

I'm still posting every day on Instagram with my art and haiku. Some days i feel like that's all I've done all day! The art can take a long time but I started this next #100dayproject because I wanted to art everyday. Art carries me away and aborbs me.  But I need to have the grounding balance of also tending to practical things around the house...um...did anyone say tidy up and declutter? I'm just finishing up my full moon in Pisces painting for the 2nd September and adding a Rumi quote:  Life is a balance of holding on and letting go. 

Showing some of my latest posts from #100daysofsybcreating which will help summarise my life lately. It has been a delightful time of connection--my world has opened up considerably with a pedicure, shopping,  lunches with friends and family get togethers. Also posting Kakabeka Falls (just because) where Tessa and I ate lunch last Tuesday under a gorgeous twisty-branched and tangled-rooted tree.

In other heartwarming nerws, Sandy and Dad gifted me the bureau I grew up with. I love this bureau and had mentioned it when Dad was selling his house on Rosslyn Road but Sandy also loved it. So it went into storage but just before Dad's stuff was coming from storage (where the bureau was), they offered it to me. My world felt complete. The gesture had so much meaning. I realise that sounds very dramatic, but that is how I felt/feel. It's old and the varnish is mottled and it has a deep crack along the top but it holds so many special moments for me. I had to ask permission to play with the bureau when i was young but I loved to do so. It was a world within a world once you pulled the side down. All those pigeon holes. So many opportunities. So much storage. And it holds a dark heady scent of years gone by. We have a bureau...a Chinese one, hand-carved and I love it too. But the old bureau has no home yet. It's sitting in the kitchen and we have to squeeze past it because the place I have in mind for it (the other side of my studio) is so junked up right now. So it is motivation to move the old mattress and boxspring out and sort the space. In passing, I'd also like to mention that the garage has been totally emptied (not by us although Rob did help in the last removal of shelves and wooden boards) and is ready to be pulled down. It's been an eyesore at least to some, I suppose but in a sad kind of bittersweet way, I've enjoyed watching its many moods as it's disintegrated. 

So, above all else this month, remember to Sparkle, Darling! Much love!