Sleepy Sundays: Stasis

If you follow the CardCastles Instagram, then chances are you already saw this moment I captured that inspired the art further below.

 

It was a chilly afternoon when I snapped this photo. Right before this strange warm-up that’s seemed to have hit my area just ahead of winter.

I was amazed at how the sky was clearly showing signs of winter approaching, yet they were predicting near summer-like temperatures for the following week.

It all got me thinking about how busy some of us all are and how many emotions are flying around this season. The thought reminded me of a story I heard once of how a winter fairy would slumber in some form of stasis. She would bring the trees and the plants around her into this slumber.

So I decided to draw my own version of her, in both day & night variations.

Do the holidays have you feeling the need to recharge? Does the end of the year bring about a “start from scratch” attitude in you? 

Have a restful Sunday!

Sleepy Sundays: Forest Hymn

Forest Hymn © 2015 CardCastlesInTheSky | Snapping Turtle Publishing
Forest Hymn © 2015 CardCastlesInTheSky | Snapping Turtle Publishing
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Early in my teens I remember a time where there were a lot of arguments with family members going on. There were a lot of changes taking place in my life due to deaths in the family and relocation. Being a wanderer, sometimes during all of the arguing, I’d slip away.

I’d often wander outside and go for walks, looking for some place of peace and quiet and calm. I often found it. On one particular morning, this started up once more. The coffee hadn’t even finished brewing and already they were at each other’s throats. So I took a thermos, snuck some coffee and headed out. No one bothered ask where I was going. It was common practice by this time.

I went up to a little hill area I’d found where we had just moved. If you went far enough up the hill, you could see the parts of the city and NY all from this lush forest that seemed worlds away from the bustling city.

It was a calm I hadn’t known before. A calm that became a welcome feeling. It was maybe my first small baby step toward breaking away from all that madness. As I sat there and took in the sounds of November’s rustling leaves being blown through the area, along with a few birds signaling each other for food, I noticed a rhythm.

The sound brought me far away from any troubles, if only just for some small moments in time.

This artwork was fully inspired by that day.

If you could write a song for something, what would it be?

Have a song-filled Sunday!