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Tag Archives: drawing
What Drawing Does
While I’ve heard people say, “Oh, I can’t draw to save my life,” or, “I can’t even draw a straight line,” I’ve never heard anyone say, “I can’t connect things with each other,” because of course we do, all the time, albeit unconsciously. Continue reading
The Nancy Who Drew Buildings*
I got into rendering buildings because one night I drew a candleholder. Continue reading
Posted in ART, Uncategorized
Tagged architecture, Art, Brooklyn buildings, creativity, drawing, drawing buildings, memoir, Park Slope, renderings
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Personal Items: Desk
Now that I’ve settled on calling the sequel, “The Nancy Who Drew the Way Home,” I started to think about what the concept of home means to me now. Continue reading
Posted in ART, Memoir, Uncategorized
Tagged Art, drawing, home, memoir, pen and ink, personal items, soul consciousness, story of a desk, the nancy who drew, writing
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To Look Within
I write my life to know my life. When I write my life, the inner truth comes out. It’s like when I draw, a barrier disappears. Or fades to the background. And suddenly I’m in touch with this other vibratory field. This other awareness that rises to the surface and makes itself known. Continue reading
Drawing Cured A Stomach Ache
Did you know that drawing can cure stomach aches? Me either! But apparently it does. At first I thought I might have had a case of the New Year Blahs. Except that would have been out of character for me. The other idea that came was too awful – a sudden onset of gluten intolerance. I would hate that. Continue reading
A Writer’s Despair is an Artist’s Delight
The hand once thrown up in despair, is now ready to catch an idea, should it float through the air ~~~ Continue reading
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Tagged alchemy of memoir, autobiography, bridging heart and mind, consciousness, creativity, drawing, memoir, Nancy Wait, painting, the nancy who drew, writing
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Brooklyn Buildings 10th Street
I love these buildings. They’re on Tenth Street between 5th and 6th (Brooklyn) and I’ve walked by them so many times. But not till recently when I decided to start drawing the neighborhood did I stop and really LOOK at them. And then of course I thought what a wonderful picture they’d make. Continue reading
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Tagged Art, art and reality, Brooklyn buildings, creativity, drawing, expression, memoir, Nancy Wait, painting, Park Slope, Park Slope drawings, Park Slope fences, perception, the nancy who drew
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Letting It Come Through
I can now paint and draw small, sketchbook-size pictures of the world around me because now I see how focusing on the small particulars of the outer visible world, can also reflect a deeper insight to the world within. Continue reading
Posted in ART, Art of the Path, Memoir
Tagged Art, Brooklyn, creativity, drawing, expression, inner awareness, memoir, Nancy Wait, painting, Park Slope drawings, soul memories, the nancy who drew
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The Cabin in the Clearing
Whenever I looked out the window I saw two scenes, the one from the present, and this other one, so obviously from the past. From Brooklyn as it once was. Continue reading
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Tagged alternate reality, Art, art and feeling, bridging worlds, Brooklyn, consciousness, creativity, drawing, expression, inner awareness, memoir, Nancy Wait, Park Slope, soul memories, the nancy who drew
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