the rainbow diary

Needed a new diary, and this one became it. The note below says, that I bought it on the 5th of January and when I walked out of the store, there was an amazing double rainbow.

Things have been very gay ever since : )

Yesterday evening, sat down to doodle with our organic tools together with Rumi. Drew with my left hand for an ultra organic feel. Here is a self portrait. Some personages I can't share, but dumb me-not a problem.

Then this morning, escaped the house to explore the place where stories come from. The door had been shut for quite some time. Because sad things emerge, or such that your mind doesn't approve of.  I think it will take some turning of the soil. Some getting into. And bravery to meet persistent characters like the one below. If I make a story about her, will she disappear from my psyche? Probably not.

Since I spend a lot of time in the kitchen...

When I opened the doors,  what was the first thing I saw? The baby tree.

Sorry if you find this gross. It wasn't meant to be.

More sad stuff. A blurry picture, but you get the idea.

Story making sketches.

And finally a few happier situations.

I don't know if posting here again is a mistake. I really don't.