My ART WHEEL
I found this cool wagon wheel with clips. I hung it up on the wall and walked past is for a couple days. Pretty soon it occurred to me to use it to document and organize my art goals for the year.
I am excited to report that I am an official participant of the 2019 Storystorm Movement!
For those who don't know, this is an online writing challenge. So I will be braining-storming my way into the new year with creativity and feverish writing!
The droplets will be picture book ideas, concepts and visions, that will soak the land of my poor studio, which is certainly not equipped to receive the onslaught of genius that ensues. I have already done THREE WHOLE DAYS of picture book ideas, and more is sure to come.
This is a storm that an umbrella will not endure. So I GOT A STORYSTORM JOURNAL and writing implement (pen) of such fortitude that it can shield me from the multitude of ideas that will deluge me for the whole of January.
I have found the perfect weapon/shield that I believe was forged from the same Gods that sent my little kitties, Achilles and Hercules, down from Heaven to the shelter where we found them. Lives are changed by such incidents, as will mine be by this one! Kitty cats will take shelter when they see the ideas that flood my studio in the next 28 days.
Below you will find my humble book, and, not counting any chickens or anything, but I have all my tabs set up for #!, no wait, without the shift key, that would be 31 days of mind dumping madness.
All set up and ready to go.
This kind of Cat-nado needs a tactic, a strategy, a mis en place, so it doesn't just land like a shark fest. No, this storm has a plan and this Storm Bunnie (I guess that's me) is gonna be ready for it.
My plan is this...
Wait, wait, wait. All day long. Each day. Wait for something to happen. Most likely, nothing will happen, so I'll just go about the day as if it were any old normal day.
But come 9 pm... well, that's when good pirates go to work. I shall pull out the trusty Journal, all set up with the numbered pages and table of Content. That's the Witching hour when genius will strike. All will be quiet. The workday done. The dinner hour long past. The news hour done (THANK GOD!) and I will be ready for the RAIN.
The other part of my devious plan, is that I will take the illustrations from my portfolio, (that I plan to redo, I swear it) and write stories to go with the upcoming amazing illustrations.
Until then, I will listen to the whispers from my new journal ...
WRITE YOUR STORY!