Frankly, I'm thrilled that someone else did the work of choosing the veggies and fruits for me--that seems worth the $35 cost.
My spouse went off to choir, and I sat down to do something at the computer. But then I decided I needed to get some sketching in.
I've been experimenting with combining sketching and poetry writing, and last night, I took a larger leap. I had been looking at an old manuscript, and I was intrigued by some of the images (not all of them mine--I can trace at least two of them back to this poem by Luisa Igloria). I started with those images and wrote the words of the poem. Then I sketched a bit. Here's the finished sketch:
I realized that my mood was much improved by the end of the time with my pens, markers, and sketchbook. But I'm not surprised. I'm often happier after I've had a session of creativity.
In the past, I've combined sketching with haiku, like this one:
But lately, I've been trying for longer poems with a sketch. Some are more successful than others. I was really pleased with this poem-like thing:
This one, not as thrilling:
These new creative directions come with questions. Do the poems work without the image? Is there a market for these poem-like things with images? As I continue to do them, will a narrative arc emerge? As images continue to make an appearance, should I read anything into them?