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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imagine!
thank you for this chance to walk in peace and offer beauty.
love to you foxy sue!
There is your own silhouette downcast with your lovely hair drawn back, then looking upward as the sunlight begins to stream through the room, the gauzy lace, the raising of the "chalice" in an almost sacred moment of color and all is silhouette, the wall being your canvas. It is really quite an astonishing series of photographs. Thank you for sharing such beauty and soulful depth with us today.
Loving you,
Noelle