Time for another journal quilt, a two hour sketch. At the same time, I have been busy coming up with thoughtful questions for our book group's discussion of Mary Karr's Lit: A Memoir tomorrow. A statement toward the end of the book struck me strongly. After Mary worked hard cleaning out the house of her mother, a painter, for a necessary move, the mother complained terribly. Mary, provoked, responded the mother never had the courage to paint all those canvases that she threw away.
That inspired me. I, also, have lots of canvases, unpainted. I must speak firmly to myself about gathering the courage to fill these. Here, the painter is depicted as an almost brave lion atop painterly book marbleizing to tie the the book club and painting together as the significant or provocative events of the week.
