The healing journey of a widowed, unschooling badass in Delaware.
My sons were guided through the construction of two bat boxes by a fantastic teacher at Chesapeake Bay Maritime Museum today.
It isn’t their first time using power tools, but they had never used a mitre saw before. They each independently worked through the project and we’re excited to entice bats into our yard.
I’m diving into a couple books that have called out to me.
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We discovered these wonderful bones on a hike at Brandywine Creek State Park. The bark tray was intended as a way to carry the bones out of the woods. I love the backdrop it creates for the arrangement.
This won’t be their final display, yet it serves nicely in the meantime.
This is exciting. We just completed a few lessons on ancient Greek art in the Tom Woods course on Western Civilization. Euripides’ Medea was featured and I’ve just discovered that the Resident Ensemble Players at University of Delaware are performing it next month.
Pages Alive Theater has held a powerful place in our performing arts life for more than five years.
My sons are loving Lisa’s first Improv Class offering, while simultaneously working on a Shakespeare flash mob performance.
While hosting our weekly Lego Unschool Group, the kids needed little direction, so I opened a book on logo design with the idea of playing with three-dimensional branding.
These squids caught my attention, but I wanted more than a collection of creatures.
Three elements came together, almost on their own, and this alien eye cried out for a body and a story.
The eye became a curious and confused scientist. It was observing a world with which it could hardly interact.
Somewhat cruelly, I constructed a scene and story where none of the elements seem to belong. It is an alien world inhabited by beings that do not fit.
The Scientist seems to be asking me for arms or tentacles. I thought about an additional critter or droid to assist.
Something tells me this isn’t the Scientist’s laboratory, but the workplace of another unusual creature.
Perhaps this story requires further exploration.
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Kristen Steele will give me my first tattoo.
That’s a sentence I never thought I would type. I was anti-tattoo for a long time. I’ve always had changing attitudes and interests, I didn’t want to be marked with something permanent.
Then I learned that nothing is permanent.
Even tattoos change. Their meaning can change. Their color and shape changes. They grow with you.
This tattoo will mark a new chapter in my life. After five years managing my household alone, Kristen will be joining me to expand our lives in innumerable ways. This one work of art will symbolize the many creations we are to bring into being.
That’s a lot to fit into one design. Focusing on beauty and art this month is part of that journey.
Art is crashing into my life. God has rarely been subtle in lighting my journey.
I found another podcast discussing a broad spectrum of art and philosophy. It is one in a series of “accidental” discoveries in recent days.
For the next thirty days I am going to explore art in new ways, with curiosity and a focus on becoming a vehicle for more beauty in the world.
