ART ??

After the miseries of my last two posts I decided it is time for something pleasant.

A long time ago I mentioned that I was attending

an Art Group.

 The first eight weeks we concentrated on painting,

 I think this was my favourite piece of work.

Now we have started using clay,

I find it the most satisfying medium.

That sounds so pompous, what I mean is, I love it, 

when I have a lump of clay in my hands, 

they take control.

I can have an idea in my head,

but how it turns out depends on my mood.

Sometimes I turn on my music, shut my eyes 

and let my mind wander,

my hands usually wander with it.

This is me making a reed boat, filled with 

the"luggage" of my life.

If you look carefully, you will see a white "thing" tucked into my straps, she is my trauma doll. 

They are often given to you in hospital,

to help you through the bad times.

She has certainly done her job well, when things are bad everyone needs something to hold on to.

Now she spends most of her time lost in my bed or tucked under a strap.

I find she has become a major part of my art.

This is my favourite piece if work.

" A mothers love"

Now I am starting new pieces,

I wonder what my hands will produce!

Until next time -- Happy Days!