While my sister is preparing dinner I'm upstairs in her art room rummaging and pillaging. YOu know…foraging. Through her journals. Snapping a few pics here and there, but also looking through her computer for blog post fodder.
Here's what I came up with:
This is her current visual journal. It's more of an altered book. I did a journal like this once and looking through hers reminded me of how much I enjoyed journaling right on top of the old book pages. Another pot set to simmer on the back burner of my mental stove. There's a few pots back there. Hope I don't end up having to call the fire department!
She just paints right over the existing pages. Then cuts pastes doodles & writes over the top.
I think I've posted some of these before but I'm too lazy to go check. The weather in Kansas has cooled since my arrival. I'm not having to suffer through any 100 plus degree days. whew…
We've been taking it easy. Lounging about, going on wild goose chases. Today we headed out determined to find the wagon ruts from the Santa Fe trail. After much circling through tiny towns and tromping through a field of sunflowers we found them! They weren't petrified wagon wheel mud track things like I had imagined. They were more like gentle sloping depressions in the land caused by all of those covered wagons.
I had imagined we'd find the remains of an old wagon. The torn white canvas top rustling in the wind. We'd get in, climb up on the seat and say, "giddyup horsey WESTWARD HO!" Along the way we'd duck from flaming arrows, stop and repair wheels, ford rivers, steer our wagon out of the way of buffalo. Maybe stop at a little house on the prairie. Help Pa fix a fence or two. But all we saw was a field of little sunflowers, tall prairie grass, some blooming purple thistle. NO covered wagons. Not a one.
I guess the whole fun of a wild goose chase is imagining what you'll find when you finally get where you're going. Having that story live inside you. I guess it doesn't matter in the end if the real thing is actually there or not. The chase itself is pretty nice.