It is barely Saturday and I am smiling to myself in the moonshine. Though my eyes have been tired, the days just passed have been wonderful. Worlds are spinning in time and I am happy.

I am falling in love with people and places and things that I didn't expect I would. I am learning a lot about my world and what makes it turn: art, the making of art, the making of music, music, and people that are different.

My world is really a magical place and I am lucky. I am lucky to have folk that fill my heart and soul with joy, always. I am lucky to have the mind that I do and for happy thoughts to fill my days.

looking out for love

I love a lot of things. This week I especially love Joni Mitchell, printmaking, and the naming of colours.

I am only now coming to realise just how wonderful dear Joni is. Growing up I knew Big Yellow Taxi inside out but not much else. I feel like I've been missing out all this time, all of my almost twenty-one years of living. My daughters will listen to Joni Mitchell from the very start.

I voluntarily spent five hours of my Friday at university printing and printing. Black and blue. Over and over again. If I could spent all my moments in that studio I would, I love it so. One of my favourite things about printmaking is that accidents can be ace. I'm gladder than glad that I took a great gal's word and chose to be a printmaker.

My love for colour names is perhaps greater that for the colour itself. Sometimes a thing is so much more than just brown or just blue. Even when a thing is black it is not just black. Etsy is a great place for colour name hunting and so are paint cards. So far I think my most favourite ever is 'soft cocoa'. Though 'passport blue' is pretty dandy and has definitely earned a prime place on my list.

From now on I suggest y'all:
A: listen to more Joni Mitchell.
B: do more things that you love.
C: use more words when you talk about colours.