Plum Doodles 483 thru 485
journal fragment from September 23rd, 2025
I dreamed / envisioned home — earth ship built into the side of a great hill prairie. Light streaming in. Natural wood. Natural clay,. Natural fibers. A swing. I can see the sun. I can see the moon. I’m in my bed, my big bed with natural wood hand-built frame.
- natural home
- smooth structure
- spaciousness and totems, art, stones
- wooden table for wonderful where we have delicious meals
- apple trees peach trees
- woven wool blankets
- structures
- taos? new mexico? oregon?
- where am I?
- colorado?
- i’m yearning for a place i have never been
- spain?
- south of france?
it’s time to learn another language
- portuguese
- (relearn) french
- spanish
- japanese
- dutch
I woke up feeling hopeful and I’m grateful for that.
September 25th, 2025
Hudson Valley, NY
I often use scribbles as the genesis for paintings. These squiggles carry energy for me, and on their own, they tell a story. I call them plums because they are little treats for my imagination. I will continue adding to this project until I have reached 10,000 drawings.
John S. Hall’s 10,000 Poems Project inspired me – but rather than writing – I decided to collect my drawings. Sometimes I write when I doodle, and sometimes I share the writing as well.
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Dream time for travel, / plant the seeds, harvest them, then / time to dream again
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