Today I will turn in my last paper for my first semester of seminary. It is written, but I want to take one last look at it. But today, I want to write about a different class that I did for the past 6 weeks. I joined a group organized by the artist Vonda Drees. Together we read Crisis Contemplation: Healing the Wounded Village by Barbara A. Holmes and did journaling, which was often in the form of sketching. We had a once a week meeting to discuss the book and the journaling that we did.
One of my compatriots rearranged her sketches on a tabletop so that they were no longer in chronological order, and interesting patterns emerged. My sketches are in a spiral bound book, and I don't want to destroy it. But I think that putting the sketches here, with the quotes that inspired them, will yield some useful insights. In past journaling groups, I wrote the quotes on the sketch, but this time I didn't.
I began by posting a picture of the markers I would use:
A first sketch--first I was undecided about having a blue marker, but I remembered the power of blue to create green. This morning, I added the bowl of flame shape, as I tried to see how deep an orange I could create. As I was creating the image in the bottom left, I was thinking about arrows and arrowheads, broken treaties and different directions, but I haven't started the book yet.
This afternoon, on p. 13 in the Preface Practices, how we came to know our family histories. For me, it wasn't in the genetics or DNA, but in the stories we tell or were told, the connection to both farms and mountains, the faith that gets seeded (or lies in fallow soil) for each generation to sprout/grow/harvest in new ways:
---------Here are two sketches that I worked on at the same time, inspired by this quote on p. 12:
"Once the unthinkable crisis has us in its clutches, we have no choice but to let go of our false sense of control and ride the waves of destiny. On the other side of this wild ride awaits extinction, resurrection or rebirth."
"Rather, we are reminded that human beings are a part of a community of inspirited life" (p. 27). I love the word inspirited (one picture with flash, one without):