Some days, as I fly around doing all the things my life carries me to do, I feel a bit like a kite. I’m flying, yes! But I’m also at the mercy of the winds and weather, which are ever changing.
Drawing feels like the kite string…the tether that holds me to home and family, love and light. Without this life-line, I would fly off into the stratosphere.
At the end of particularly heavy-wind-fighting days, I sit down with pen in hand and I draw. I mark the lines of the tether, following the contours of objects or people nearby. And I find that the wind dies down a bit, my racing heart-beat slows, and my wind-burned cheeks stop stinging.
I like flying. I do. I’m just really glad there’s string…and home on the other end of it. A lovely metaphor for life, yes indeed.
**Addendum: There are times when drawing feels like the string that ALLOWS me to fly! When my nose is put to the domestic grindstone too much, drawing has a way of letting me breathe a bit, lift my sights beyond the end of my nose, and fly. Other times, I need the tether, holding me fast when life feels like it just might fly apart!
What a wonderful descriptive evocation of all that drawing does for you – it’s inspiring!
Don’t let go..you’ll fly around the Cosmos backwards for awhile, finally landing all flat and empty!
I truly understand this feeling. Sometimes art is the only tether that holds me to this extistance.
I love your way of expressing this! Keep flying!
Thank you all!
Wonderfully said and drawn!
When I saw the picture my thought was what you put in the addendum! But I see your point on the other way of thinking about it too. What a neat picture you’ve made because it goes so very well with all the drawings you do as if you just stepped into your own picture!
Thank you for such a wonderful compliment! I’m really glad the illustration “says” what I was wanting it to!
I love it! Love that neat little house, neat little car, and there goes Ms Genevieve looking like she’s as light as a balloon =) Really cool illustration!
Wonderful drawing! I know the feeling of mark making calming the winds. Sometimes for me it’s writing or knitting, just holding a tool in my hands can be very soothing.
I totally agree! I think we are kindred spirits…drawing, writing, knitting…beautiful ways to feed our souls. Thank you for visiting and commenting Cheryl!
Yes a good way of looking at it, I will hold onto my kite today!
Very, very fun. Love those flowers!
This is such a beautiful metaphor! What a wonderful way to think about the power of drawing. It can simultaneously make us fly and keep us grounded.
I love this and relate to the thoughts…
Wonderful whimsy!