I've been reading back through my archives, reading all the posts made during September. Seems there are a lot of storms in September, literal and metaphorical. I've been thinking about this blog and how things were when I started blogging, about how I felt back then and about how much water has passed under the bridge since then.

I've never really gotten a clear focus on what I wanted to do with the blog. When I started out, I had been writing poetry and interacting on some of the poetry boards. That sort of fizzled out and I started writing here. Then when I went back to school, I started posting photographs and a little bit of my artsy-fartsy endeavors. But that is me, a bit eclectic and a whole lot unfocused!

I am back in a bit of a funk, taking medication that does not seem to be working all that well. Everything feels flat. It seems the changing of the seasons always helps perk me up. I am hoping the cooler weather will somehow invigorate my spirit and I can enjoy life again.

I had a dear friend send me the following quote with instructions to hang it in my closet (I assume so I would see it often). Naturally, I made a "thang" out of it. . .

New Roads

Paradox

Evening in Paris

I am playing around with posting from my phone and with my phone's camera. I have a small series of "niche photos" started and will experiment with posting them from my phone. This is an old Evening in Paris perfume bottle I have had since high school.



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Quiet

Playing with one of the camera apps on my phone, wishing I had words to say.

Change

I've been digging through old emails collecting quotes from a particularly wise friend. There are so many I could use! I am not sure I am totally satisfied with the way these look but I am happy to have created something with my hands again, using paint, chalks, glue and a charcoal pencil. I did them on playing cards (ATC size) and then scanned them in and did a few things to them in Photoshop. I printed them up at the 4x6 size and the colors look really good. I am thinking I wish I had made the font for the words a teensy bit smaller. But hey, at least I am doing something again!

Blah, Blah, Blah

I scanned buttercups earlier in the spring and now have combined them with an old letter I also scanned, and a photograph of an angel statue in a cemetery. It's all very small because I was just seeing what I could do.  And right now I have no words to add to make them an official "thang".

I had the day off today and tomorrow it is back to the grindstone. I really wish I could get a few days to be home by myself and get a few things done around here. I never seem to be too committed to doing what I need to do on the weekends. Sigh.