The Artist's Way: Recovering a Sense of Compassion

We were a small group last night and although we missed our three AWOL ladies, the rest of us enjoyed an evening of storytelling. We used an idea I learned from Gretchin Lair of Scarlet Star Studios, where everyone cuts out images from a magazine, glues the images onto business cards, then we lay down our cards and create a story based upon the images. Here are our finished cards:

And because stories can be such fun, here is the story created by the women using the above images. The story is entitled More.

More of everything, more of life. Malcolm liked to be more silly than anyone else he knew. He began each day with wildly passionate dancing. And his parents were always there, happy to know Malcolm was a creative child sharing their fortune while eating macaroni and cheese. And his sister Abigail was very creative and could balance toilet paper on her violin while she played and Malcolm liked to retreat to his bedroom where he loved to crawl into his bed with his mother and sister not intruding. But Oliver the dog wanted to play, however, instead he pissed in the flowers. Malcolm’s mother would have none of that! The neighbor, Mrs. Jones, drank coffee and watched the strange fun wishing she was at the beach touching her toes with Malcolm’s Dad. She realized she would settle for fish on the BBQ and putting her feet up on the porch swing and dreaming of Earth, Wind, and Fire.

Last week, the ladies painted mandalas on record albums. However, we ran out of time and everyone was encouraged to finish their mandala at home. Two women finished theirs and brought them to share.

And finally, Sinatra the Alley Cat, made only one brief appearance, but did not stick around long enough for a photo. Maybe next week she'll join in . . .