Not quite done yet.

Found this half-finished doodle while tidying up. In more ways
than one, it's something I need to keep working on!

Isabel Allende says ..

 

I keep seeing quotations shared on Facebook, mostly done up

on the computer, with fonts and photographs. But there's nothing 

like ink! (Except pencil). 

Magnified.

Grief draws
big black lines
around my loneliness
heightens all my fears
Grief lays stark every vulnerability
and doubt
and dusts away the cobwebs
of memories both lost and hidden.

It comes again and again and again
relentlessly
an unwanted monsoon storm,
a necessary cruelty
and I keep hoping that it is just a season
that the sun will shine on me and warm me again
but the days get colder, gloomier,
and winter must first be braved.

Postcard #3

And this one should be arriving in Delhi any day now.

A second postcard

Finally. Postcard #2 is done and ready to be mailed. What I'm enjoying
most about this project is finding three unrelated people - the person
in the picture, the person whose words I've quoted, and the person
who receives the postcard - and creating a connection between them.

Just because.

Just because it's a cheap little Government of India yellow post card,
doesn't mean it has to be boring. Or rural. Or official.


(If you want to know more about the lady who said this, click this link: The Creative Habit: Learn It and Use It for Life or maybe you'd prefer wiki

This postcard, mailed to my niece, is the first of many that I hope
to doodle and send out across the country. If you're in India
and would like to get a card too, email me your postal address,
and perhaps one day you'll find something like this in your postbox.

The Potion Master's remedy for broken souls.