With water, vinegar and more water, the mystery stone is starting to give up its secrets.
When I washed it with vinegar the outer sandy-looking layer immediately began to melt. So that’s a limestone layer, I assume.
There appears to be a hole or cracked area in the center and a weird straight sliver in the upper left. That doesnt feel stony. Wonder if it could possibly be petrified wood?
Side view
This is a side shot. Another or same insertion … a sliver of something. Although, that area is also reminiscent of the bunch of leaf-thin layers.
And then that black circle … is it animal, vegetable or mineral? It looks like lichen. Too bad I don’t have a microscope. I wonder what mineral could make that yellow. Doesn’t look like sulfur. [I learnt ‘sulphur’ for that word.]
Getting more and more interesting.
The inside has to dry before I can get a good image.
She has a lot of tracks you’ll be saying, and you’re not wrong. This particular track I’ve been on for only about six years and was off for over six to nine months.
This time last year I had a lot of nightmares, so much so that I thought to get some help figuring out why. First saw a dream analyst for about fourteen weeks. Fatigue reared its ugly head. The trip there and back by public transport once a week proved too wearing. I went to once a fortnight, then quit and looked for something online. (I am lucky to have so many good options.)
Found This Jungian Life podcasts and listened non-stop for a few weeks then signed up for their Dream School, Websites at end of the post. So for six months I painted my dreams and studied how to interpret them. That’s still going. The course is twelve months.
But once you’re taking notice, dreams come thick and fast and I only painted a few. Wrote the rest. The journal these days is a loose leaf folder with pages inserted when and where. And notes, because as you learn more previous dreams also suddenly get meaning.
The community committee organizes classes and groups. I joined a painting group. Two people are working in oils. Two in acrylics. The leader asked me what. I went home and fetched my watercolors gear. Painted a little scene.
Ordinary, compared to what came after, and there a few things I would’ve done different if I’d been more aware of what I was doing, and less concerned about where I was doing it. I’ve never painted in public.
Lol, there’s no planning in this landscape at all. I started at the top with the sky which worked OK. All the rest reminds me of the scenery of an early computer game, Robin Hood I seem to remember, forest in clumps suggesting paths where the merry men disappeared. A slope and a lake? River? Ice? That blotty bit in the middle? Was where I was distracted, painting in public as I said, and my brush hit the paper where it shouldn’t have, and I tried to blot off the marks.
Link to both Dream School and the This Jungian Life podcasts. This Jungian Life
What happened then … is that I inserted a blog post block on the Art Stories Page and one hundred existing blog posts from the Home Page loaded.
Aaarghhh!!!
That’s not what I meant! I wanted to write new art-related blog-posts, specific to that Page. Is it cheating to want that?
Not going to work, is it?
Is there anything wrong with the Brick Stories Page? It works. People read it. The proof is in the stats. Live and learn as they say, I should give up sooner this time. Not spend so much time beating my head against immovable objects. Just do what already works.
But I wanted an elegant, artistic solution! Talking to yourself also will not help. Delete the overloaded block, already.
… will solve my problem on the Art Stories Page. Don’t you just love the tongue-trippery features of this title? I can’t say it fast more than about twice in a row. See how you go?
But. So. Such a block will solve all my problems on the Art Stories Page. A hundred-blogs block will be inserted and away we go.
If only it was that easy. There are a few, maybe ten, aspects to then apply or not depending on how I imagine the Page will look and or work.
A good place to insert one of my favorite sayings … some people call them aphorisms (a pithy observation containing a general truth) … “We’ll see what happens.”
Not very pithy. Maybe not an aphorism. What do you think?
Now … since this is a tech post, I need a tech pic. Let me see. (She rummages around in her albums.)
Snowy on the moon. He’s just lost the sound in his space suit. How will he communicate? Definitely a tech thing.
Due to so much good art on the walls everywhere here where I am now living … such as this print by Emma NancarrowBrisbane [not dated], I’ve been wondering how I could record and share? This work hangs near the elevators.
This is it.
A Page dedicated to celebrating the paintings, prints, lino cuts, photos and experimental visual media in the public areas of this community.
Rita de Heer 