Riding the cusp between imagination and reality…
Looking at today’s waxing, the first thing I see is a pencil sharpener and pencil shavings. I guess it’s an echo of the amount of time I’ve been sat at my desk over the last couple months, making edits and tweaks. And whilst not actually using a pencil, it is fair to say that I’ve […]
Read More Waxtober 15I guess the first thing I noticed about today’s waxing was the shift in tone. Yesterday’s was a greyish black and the previous pieces have all been quite muted colours in comparison to colours that I would consider to be more my kind of colours… I’d be hard pressed to tell you exactly which my […]
Read More Waxtober 14Today’s waxing reminds me of the conversation I had this morning at 7am. Picking up a neighbour to give her a lift to work, she asked me how I’d slept and I told her – Bloody amazing! I slept like the dead! 7 whole hours, it was brilliant! She looks at me – Seriously? Wtf? […]
Read More Waxtober 13A curious thing happened with my waxing today… For some reason or another, I took photo after photo and none of them would catch the colour that I saw on the page… On the page was a green Knight, though the camera turned his helmet silver and made him a Knight in shining armour… Knight […]
Read More Waxtober 12I looked at today’s Waxing and laughed a little as it appears that the sea theme is still rolling in… I looked at what I see as big waves and to the left, the shape that looks like some kind of seaweed, maybe kelp? swept into motion by the tides… But then I hear music… […]
Read More Waxtober 11When I looked at this waxing it reminded me of two of my previous posts – Imaginary Friends where I talk about the Don’t Hurtle Turtle (about a project moving at a very slow place) and Under Isa (about the same project being put on ice for a few years). Over the last few weeks, […]
Read More Waxtober 10Today’s waxing reminded me of Waxtober 3 which is kind of ha ha funny to me as Waxtober 3 was about getting rid of old items and associated memories… Though this waxing didn’t feel to be about returning to those old memories, it felt more like a postcard from the sea, to let me know […]
Read More Waxtober 9When I looked at today’s waxing, my first thought was – birth of a star. That came to mind in the split second before I looked at the shape on the left and felt like I was stood behind somebody watching this epic event… I remembered a time a few years ago when I was […]
Read More Waxtober 8I’m not a God botherer by nature. I much prefer to rely on my own resources… Though occasionally, The Old Gods stop by to speak to me… Today was such a day. I looked down at my waxing and smiled as my brain did a little split-screen type of thing. A dual vision of seeing […]
Read More Waxtober 7Oh my! My brain took this image to NSFW places… I’m going to heavily edit out my thoughts and just leave it as saying, I have a stupid grin on my face as I think about the blissed-out sensations that come with skin on skin contact… It reminds me of the way my head fills […]
Read More Waxtober 6
The pure and blessed way 