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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Deb
Peace.
the art of seeing is a gift one most perfect with the heart. it is a blessing to bask in your company...as you are a person of deep seeing and pure love.
It is fantastic! The colors are brilliant and it looks like the inside of a leaded stained glass window, perhaps when they are etching the glass. I love the figure of Mary and the child, simple and gracefully beautiful in line and form. So much light comes from within that drawing; I think that it must be because it is from the heart of the artist. Lovely and inspired. Your haiku is so completely fitting. Thank you.
xoxo,
Noelle
Thank you!