What a marvelous time. Learning, discussing, free-flowing into group and solitary activities. Books everywhere we look. Doing something useful with the hands, learning, eating, sharing and teaching. A lovely group of people to spend a few days with. Thanks to TA Carter we got to hunker down for some writer time and in a gorgeous space.
Buried under that are some stamp kits and more bits and pieces of paper inspiration. Ideas come directly to the finger without the brain piping up its insistent voice. Who was it that said the next time you hear in your head how smart you are, consider the source. The brain thinks a lot of itself but the body can handle things on its own without the clever grey doodle up there being so front and centre.
Silences piled on silence. Not since the monestery time have I be in the hush of people who walk and move and talk or don’t talk but either with a quiet feel. Not a traffic sound around. How restorative that alone was!
Oh yes, some of the other little books I made
on the 3-day writing retreat, reading, discussing, writing and making books one page at a time. The flutter book like the little orange one, or the doorways big white one is made without spine binding from a single sheet of paper with folds and cuts, variants of accordion-style such as this on p. 13 of the pdf. The white paper was made by The Grunge Papers. Other papers were brought in by various people of our haiku group.
Quote: “The Pause; that impressive silence, that eloquent silence, that geometrically progressive silence which often achieves a desired effect where no combination of words, however so felicitous, could accomplish it.” ~ Mark Twain