Drained Pained

This is a journal entry I actually did a while ago in my Furry Red Journal and want to include as a point of reflection. I am spending today knitting and dreamscaping some paintings and not quite ready to share all my drawings and works as I thought I would be right now. It has been a long slow tiring week dealing with a 12 year debacle.

This is a quick sketch I did of Danny as we coffee together in Busselton. I wanted to include it as sometimes he can really annoy me as any friend, partner or family member can. However he is someone who has helped me through some of the hardest experiences and helps me to heal in a more mature and nurturing journey rather than the violent way I used to try and deal with the pain, hurt.. life. This man is my ink to my drawing, paint to my painting, an inspirational pixie that flames my energy. Without him I would not of made it through this week.


The tiny sketch in the space that looks like Danny is looking at, is a small study of my dog Tilly's eye while she was asleep. It is like a drop of peace in the sky of my page. A reminder to sleep and relax when all you want to do is light up a cigarette and smoke your worries away when in actual fact that doesn't happen, it just takes another smelly few minutes of procrastinaton and health, slowing the journey a little. A quick nana nap or meditative knitting spurt is far healthier and I smell like orang blossom rather than porty tobacco. 

Drained for a fresh drawing, 
Pained to include today,
Stumbling through the thick mud