I have spent the best part of an hour and a half trying to figure out how to add a shop page to my blog. I am giving up and starting again with the idea later. I followed all the instructions up to a point and then I couldn’t find the link. I think I now understand what I have been doing incorrectly, later I will find out if I have it figured out.

eCommerce and webpages and blogs are not really where I ever thought I would need to play as part of my now so I never really paid attention when others were talking about such things. I will later figure it out or not….it is something I found worked for me in 2011 when i went travelling. If I couldn’t make a decision I would simply not make a decision and later it would all seem clear. Not one to have lived life by a grand plan or considered what I needed to have has proof I was going the right way or doing the right thing, it just sort of happened. Apparently you can’t do that with the internet, because if you find your way to the place you want to be one day and don’t keep note of how you got there or better yet follow a set of instructions you might not get back to that place again later.

So I decided to be distracted for a while!

I have held the proof copy of my book of picture that people can colour or simply look at and let take them somewhere. The paper is beautiful, the kind you want to touch and follow the lines on. So much more fun than a computer screen and a mouse that doesn’t know where to point. The lines make spaces and spaces are shapes, shapes make pictures by holding space. The spaces and the lines say something and bring back memories.

These memories I am sharing have made a book and it is really tangible now. I think it is something to be able to share it in a way that lets others enter the spaces and be touched by the process of creation. That touch might be a smile or it might be the pleasure of colouring in ways that make the colourer happy. The under-rated moment of feeling joy for joy’s sake. There has been this thing happening that happens with all good things that have been forgotten; the desire to prove its worth with science or spirituality or both. Why does something that brings me joy need to be validated by an authority? It isn’t new it is just so pervasive in a society that now gossips openly on social media and calls it commenting….the power of the like and the unlike button! (rant done)

So that brings me to the question of what to do today other than go back to the webpage thing or boast a little about a proof copy of my book or rant about how joy is not respected as an outcome of life or simply let it all go and go pick up a paintbrush and add to the rainbow lady that is sitting at the other end of the house. It is so simple to draw in black and white, rarely do I find myself arguing with a picture about what it wants to be. Then, there is the painting of colour on an image I started weeks ago and the emotion has flown. I could keep painting and see how all the different moments some together on the canvas or…..i could paint over parts of her and begin again, I am different now to how I was even after only a few weeks. I think perhaps I will go and put on the kettle and find a tea bag. I can decide later, it always works.

Happy Day!