All day long we'd be nursing baby and bunny, dress on, dress off, wrapping baby up, washing baby, changing nappies, swaddling her in a blanket, laying her in bed.... I mean the whole day! Then when it was bedtime for granddaughter Connie, of course baby and bunny had to go too... No one has taught her this deep nurturing behavior, it is as natural as breathing... I think this might be why these female doll-like creative expressions keep popping up, why I so enjoy playing with my images, expanding them in the digital playground. As a child I remember the books that had the perforated pull out paper dolls with interchangeable mix and match wardrobes, where the dresses hooked onto the dolls by tabs at the back, this fascinated me. I have the natural desire to nurture, this seems to be deeply seated within the feminine. When looking around 'blogsphere' a profusion of nurturing sister circles have appeared, nourishing and flourishing! I have come to the real
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C xxx
I love these wintry scenes. It is my thought that the window within the first image is our entry into your soul's reflection. You take us on a journey from Snowy day to sun's ecstasy. I am reminded of something Loren Eisley once said, in his essay "The Brown Wasps" speaking on behalf of living existence: "We cling to a time and a place because without them man is lost, not only man but life."
xo,
Noelle
you have completely transported me.
deep sighs.
i love where you have taken me today.
xoxoxoxox,
rebecca
all this Joy
dancing in ecstasy
oh yes...
xox - eb.