I had tucked in the boy last night and almost fell asleep beside him. I rose again at a few minutes past 11pm and turned on the TV. Somewhere between the reruns of Criminal Minds (which has gotten me totally hooked!), I started the swirls and patterns and at just before 1AM finally finished this. Somehow the work was more fluid and flowed easily. Working with the right shade of pink helped.
I tried to be more experimental with my scribblings, using smaller spaces for the patterns delineated and then distinguishing colored and plain lines to create a contrast. It’s hard to explain, and not that I mean to, but it has been truly therapeutic for me even if I do it in spurts.
I don’t remember ever finishing any of my 8 hearts in one sitting. It is always a staggered process which allows me to be more creative. Sometimes in putting in the tiny details, I find myself just getting lost in the repetitive action and it just soothes my weary mind.
Forever in my heart…
The caption came just as spontaneously. I thought of things that were dear to me and memories which are literally forever etched in my heart of hearts. I think of the happy thoughts and the feelings that matter. I am not talking about pain or sorrow. Not that I have not had those aplenty, but I have always tried to move on as best I could and let those negative feelings go. Life is short, they all say. So I count the good ones and tuck away the bad in those nooks and crannies where they can disappear into nothingness. Let the happy thoughts and the good memories be the ones that I keep forever in my heart.