Don’t rush the sun in setting, Don’t join it at the end, But watch it creep across the sky, In whispers of the wind. Don’t ask to see it hurry, Don’t tell it ‘hasten now,’ But enjoy the quiet stillness, As it greets the old oak’s bough. Watch it bow and curtesy,To its weathered friend,Who… Continue reading don’t rush the sun in setting {original poem + linocut stamp}
There is always a running list of arts and sciences I wish I had talent for, but there have recently been a few that have really stood out as things I want to learn eventually. I think that the different facets of art are so neat, especially when it brings art into everyday things, which… Continue reading Five things I wish I could make
Every piece of art has a story even if it's as simple as "I was bored and drew a line and it turned into a fish" or "I needed something to send to a friend in a letter." It's one of the reasons I love art so much, and one of the reasons why I… Continue reading Small Art Things
I was scrolling through my photos the other day and realized I've taken a lot more photos as of late, as I do things and send them to friends to keep them updated and as they do the same in return. I also have been doing lots of projects lately, reading lots of books, trying… Continue reading Recent Pictures (and the stories behind them) | feat. what I do while I’m stuck at home
Recently I have had the delight of reading a new book on poetry, Poemcrazy by Susan G. Wooldridge. My grandmother gave it to me for Christmas and, in trying to immerse myself with ideas and inspiration, I have started it. So here we go with another entry in the journal of Evelyn-finds-something-neat-about-poetry-and-comes-to-share-it. Today's topic: word… Continue reading Playing In Word Pools and Other Found Poetry
I'm a very crafty person. No, no. Not that kind of crafty. Despite what gossip my character have been spreading, I am not a crafty villain scheming up plans of horror and pain. Maybe. I mean 'crafty' as in, I like to take little string and sit for a couple hours looping it on sticks… Continue reading All the Summer Vibes // hiking, writing, reading, and that glorious sunburn
It all started with Shakespeare. I know, I know. It's a strange place to start but that's where it all began. For almost five years I had not touched my painting supplies, partly out of fear and partly out of busyness, but in March my co-op class was studying The Taming of the Shrew, and… Continue reading 7 Things I Wish I Knew When I Started Painting {aka what I have learned in the last couple months}
the rain-drenched writer. 