Soft Jazz on a Dark Night

And it's not even "late" yet. Twenty minutes to go till 8 P.M. Sheesh!
But it feels like way past midnight, and September is going by way too quickly as it is...
This month mostly "off"?
Haha.
I've been trying.
But then the tasks build up.
Not complaining.
Tasks are tasks.
Still trying to ignore the minor ones - in favor of an hour away from Reality once or twice a day.
A whole day "away"?
I doubt that this will be the month.

But some parts of life are a bit different because of some Free Time taken.
I've learned to appreciate Painted Lady butterflies feeding on giant zinnias.
And new ways to write in journals.
And the fun of having tea alone in a different town.

And thinking some new thoughts.

The thinking of New Thoughts should not be discounted.

One New Thought this month:
               PLANT A LARGER PLOT OF ZINNIAS NEXT YEAR.

Because

 

Zinnias

Are

FUN!!

                            More than enough reason, right?

Goodnight ~

Sue the Jazzed but Nappy

No Good Reason

Typing
Just to type

The next 
Planned Obsession:
Playing Banjo Badly

I think
I can do that

Jazz Rabbit #1

Re-use. Recycle. Doing it.

Hubby found a used tablet of paper and rescued it from another person's trash. So...

I cut one of the large pieces of used Strathmore watercolor paper into nine 5" x 7" pieces. Nice paper. The word "Wow" and other large strokes of paint are now abstract background for whatever might happen.

Here is the first painting:

Jazz Rabbit #1

This was FUN. Freeing. I was not completely in charge. Not that I am EVER completely in charge. It was TRASHED paper. Nothing to lose.

Used were the Pentel Pocket Brush Pen to create basic outline, and then some gouache to finish this wascally wabbit. Yes, Sharpie and regular ball point pen were used for whiskers and detailing eyes.

And that's about it.

The Spirit of the St. Croix Art Festival is in Hudson, Wisconsin this weekend. I might put some of these new pieces in clear plastic, and see what The Public thinks.

Ever onward - there are seven panels left (for another day) - the power of putting marks on paper seldom stops being exciting.

Fare-thee-well,

Sue

What might happen if you don't have a plan -

Once upon a time, I loved to read greeting cards. And laugh with my sister in card sections of certain shops. Sometimes we had to leave because we were laughing TOO much. We would send ones that were particularly special to particularly special people.

I did not know that greeting cards would one day become central to life. And that customers would report having to leave certain shops because my cards had made THEM laugh too much.

This is something that might happen if you don't have a plan.

And this is O.K. 

I knew that other people drawing things and writing words that would be turned into greeting cards could affect MY life. I never guessed my that drawing some images and writing some words could affect the lives of others.

But, though odd miracles and time, this has happened.

Some days it's a bother (reasons). Most days it's a Joy.

A serious smiling "Thank YOU!" to so many people for so many reasons.

And, now back to the drawing board, and dictionary. Yes, dictionary. Mistakes have been made....

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This weekend - Sept. 23 - 24 - the card racks, original art, and other goodies, and I will be in Hudson, Wisconsin in the lovely park near the St. Croix River. Good ol' Booth #5. Next to great pals and excellent music. Come visit!

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Fare-thee-well,
Sue

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A different Doing

Am sitting at The Daily Grind coffee shop in Stillwater, Minnesota.

For Reasons, I had to write thoughts backwards in newest journal for the past hour. Because of unplanned "chat" with a neighbor sitting on bench/table to my right - or left - depending on orientation.

Sigh. Sometimes one's own plans must be set aside for an hour. It may have been for the best. Life Lessons come in many ways.

The shop owner's mom complimented me afterward. I simply told her that I, too, could turn on a spigot of words if so prompted. Do NOT prompt me. This lad has had to have lived a life many of us cannot imagine, nor wish to have lived. So I gave him one un-ear-budded ear, but with good jazz in other ear slightly tempering his stream of many thoughts.

Now to try and do a few of the things planned for the doing. It's too late to do some of the planned things. so it goes. Breathe in. Breathe out.

And Onward - Life is O.K.
And a new bunny came to life during our energized hour. Brain is tired now. Back to jazz.

And I called hubby to ask hime a favor, told him of morning, and he just laughed and laughed. He's had to deal with my torrents of words. I deal with his frequent "too much silence" for me. "So it goes."

Fare-thee-well,
Sue

Keeping Track

Last evening at the Visual Journal meeting held at the Minnesota Cnter for Books Arts we had a Share Your Journals time. So many ways that people keep visual journals! Wow. One recent book was kept to note one woman's trip withher daughter to Kansas City, Missouri to view the Solar Eclipse. It was beautiful, factual dreamy, simple and complex - all on one large sheet of paper cut and folded into sixteen sections. Art And Science!

One memeber showed us her latest bullet journal. So this morning I've been watching YouTube videos about bullet journals and how various people set theirs up and how they use them.

Some of the ways I use my various journals/sketchbooks reflect aspects of this way of organizing one's year, month, day. However, I may now add some particular page set-ups seen often in "bujo" doings.

One good thing is... I definitely don't have to go out and buy a new journal! Only have to decide which of the many paper beasties here would be best put to the tast. 

We shall see what we shall see.

If you are in need of a different way of being accountable for your time and effort consider looking into creating and actually following through with a record keeper such as a bullet journal. Now it's time to go scribble in a new college-ruled regular old full sized cheap notebook for me.

And then get to the day's tasks - noted on paper or not.

Good Luck with YOUR Day!

Fare-thee-well,
Sue - the Only Somewhat Organized

This weekend: Spirit of the St. Croix Art Festival - in the beautiful Hudson, Wisconsin park down by the beautiful St. Croix River. Good old Booth Number 5. Great art. Great music. Great setting. Come visit!

Odd Tresures and Emotions

This past weekend held the Marine-on-the-St-Croix, Minnesota Art Festival. And also the town library's book sale.
I missed the sale, but got to see a few books art fair customers were carrying.

This is by far the one I would have treasured finding/buying:

And, now the reason for a "regular" book becoming the 

odd treasure - 

There is a book's worth of almost too much - just in this one page...

I have my thoughts and emotions.
Allow yourself to have your own.

Sigh. Good luck with your days, all you Saras and Bennys in the world.

And Fare-thee-well,
Sue