I was so sick yesterday, my mom drove up with a pharmacy and a citrus fruit stand. She insisted that she'd drive me to court this morning since I wouldn't be safe (on Sudafed) to drive myself. It was actually nice to have her company since it was raining buckets and really gloomy.
An interesting aside concerning the Universe. I believe that you get what you expect and you get what you ask the Universe for (unfortunately, we aren't always aware what we are asking for!) and yet, I don't think I trust this belief enough to ask for the big stuff. What happened? As I walked by the microwave last night, I noticed it read "11:11" - a magic wishing number!!! I made an automagic wish, without even giving it a second thought.
You're thinking that I wished for something like a successful outcome in court today? World peace? Family peace? No, I was more practical and immediate - I wished to be done with this cold before I went to court. Nuts, right?
Yes, I felt ridiculously better this morning! If I'd known I'd get it, I'd have wished for the court miracle instead!! Idiot. I think the whole secret to the Universe thing is that our instinctual wishes or goals are pure - we really believe that they can happen without us overthinking the outcomes, etc. So they do happen. The other stuff... even as we think we want it, we are already negating the possibility of it happening. Deep thinking. Or maybe it's the Sudafed. (Which strangely enough, the computer spell check keeps wanting to change to "sedated").
So this court thing... it is now a 2-day trial thing to occur in January. When I drove down to Hillsboro this morning, I was vaguely thinking there would be some answers, some help from the court... maybe? When I drove back to school, I felt like I was in the Twilight Zone! I honestly have no idea what is going on any more. A trial? What for? Witnesses? Evidence? Two days for testimonies? Excuse me, but WTF!? I just wanted the Parenting Plan adjusted! And that was a year ago. Nope, no answers. And I have no idea what exactly I would even be asking a judge for, never mind the Universe!
Back at the apartment, it's pouring outside, I'm confused and exhausted from everything... including the long drive... and I am seriously considering crawling into bed with the laptop, Netflix, and a box of Munchkins (I'd have to venture out for those little guys) - I kind of had a "free pass" to miss school today, right? But - the Universe - or maybe it's the Gods (they not only enjoy laughing at me, they occasionally look out for me too) - anyway - the POWER was out in the building!!! Agh. No Netflix. So I took off the "nice" court clothes, threw on jeans and a sweatshirt, and trudged (through the rain and puddles) to the school.
Which turned out to be JUST the THING to cheer me up.
They had already done all the critiques of the comic strips, which I was bummed to have missed, but they had left me a silkscreened Tintin t-shirt and were in the middle of a lecture about Herge. Who I adore. I even have Tintin on my keychain.
I had missed quite a bit, but heard enough to understand what the point of next week's assignment is. The whole point of Tintin comics is "movement" - to get from point A to point B. Tintin is always on a Journey somewhere and the stories feature every kind of transportation possible.
So our assignment is called "The Odyssey" - we have to make a 12 page mini-comic with a theme of "Journey" - any kind of Journey. The catch, this time - there's always a catch - is we have to tell the story using only images from Ed Emberley's Drawing Book: Make a World
. (that's an Amazon link) This link will show some pics and there are tons to be found with a google search.
This is a well timed project as I am going home this weekend - my little Art Director will be very helpful!!
The second half of the day was even more therapeutic as we learned how to ink using a brush...
The is a "blue line" (in this case, it is a rough sketch copied onto cardstock paper).
And THIS is my masterpiece of inked art!
Awesome, right?! And MAGNETO! Love him. A much better end to a sucky day than donuts and Netflix.
I haven't given indepth info about the dip pens or the brush work because I am planning to do that for the first Open Studio (which got pushed back a bit due to... let's just say that the Open Studio filed for a continuance). I am hoping to do that next week.
Kind of random, but as I'm writing this I had that stupid perfume advertisement/song from the... 70's?... pop into my head:
"I can bring home the bacon, (ba bum bum bum)
fry it up in a pan, (more bum bum bums)
(twirl some item of clothing seductively)
and never, never let you forGET you're a man!
'Cause I'm a woman, Enjoli!"
Except my version was:
"I can make it to court,
in a red mini-van.
Ink up Magneto, the Super-Vill-AN!
Cause melo-drama - yeah for me!"
4 comments:
Sandy, I hope it is encouraging to know I am praying for you. It seems like life is pretty rough right now. I am sorry for that. But what a joy to see the amazing things you are learning. And Ed Emberley is the best! I grew up taking his books out of my local library so often! And I have been trying to get them all in a collection for my kids ever since. I can't tell you that the creative side will make everything seem better. It's nice to have that distraction sometimes. It is after all an integral part of who you are and as that side of you shines it really does make you feel better. But don't give up hope or be too saddened in other areas. Keep up what you are doing! It's awesome to see!
NOTE: use of the word "you" in the following. I mean the greater "you" as in "people of the earth," and not the specific you, "Sandy" - Expressing philosophy without being personal is touchy business . . . Anyway:
I have great believe in the phrase "your word is your prayer." As a person who is not involved in any cult or religion, I've used this philosophy since the early 1980s. All actions result in "next actions" which are, of course, our lives.
Your post describe exactly what "your word is your prayer" is - a journey. As you paint/describe/sing/dance/etc., it is of a future vision. Thinking of and describing the past, including fears will cause the "universe" to give you just that and you will become an expert on the very thing you wish you would avoid.
Everything you (Sandy) said about the universe matches my belief and yes, fears get in our (universal "our") way that keep us from thinking about what it is we want from the future, and what we want comprises our seeds, i.e., if a farmer doesn't plant, or plants haphazardly, that former does not produce crops, just fallow land. No matter, that farmer (all of us) does get what he/she asked for, which was nothing in particular.
Oy! being gender neutral and person non-specific is really hard. My request (thoughts) is that I find a better way to do this (without parens).
Hi Sandy, I'm sorry about all your trials and tribulations. Sending {{hugs}}.
Most of the people I know are English-speaking, and I often miss pop culture reference that are related to English language children't books like Dr. Seuss. I grew up with Tintin and Astérix and I'm thrilled that you like Tintin!
Love lyrics since I date a song writer. Your's are ROCKIN'... here's my version:
I can wish away a cold
Drive though pouring down rain
And never, never draw my life like its plain
Cause I'm a Carrrrr-Tooonist! Lifes too funny! (drum beat)
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