Composition.

Today's Art Class.... this blog should really be called "Miss Calypso's Art Class" - there hasn't been much dancing in it that's for sure, but I digress. I do that. Today's Art Class was about composition. It was great.

Also, there were Tim Tams.

That is all.

Three day week.

It's Friday. She'll be working today and all weekend, then having a break, then working again.
There's too much work lately. We can't work this hard for long without losing it. I hope it will soon be over. Trouble is a stressed out little Manager.

This is mine.

I put it in the wrong journal. This is mine.
It's about a friend of mine. I won't say who.
Not you, I'm sure!
:)

My darling jellyfish,

Long have I loved your elegant translucence and vulnerability.
I have watched you expand and contract seemlessly.
With majesty.
Your confidence; an algorithm.

I have watched your graceful ballet of milky and silver membranes,
offset by blue.
(And thought you most beautiful.)
(As I still do.)

I know, I know.
"I yam what I yam!"
Says the scorpion; "it is my nature."
Oh believe me, I know.

Jellyfish, oh jelly belly, my lovely!
Silver creature, my gem, my friend!

This can't go on.
I am strong but not made of stone.

Lilly en deshabille!

Art class wasn't in the Don Bradman-Bugsplat Sports Centre as it usually is. That's coz the Don Bradman=Bugsplat Sports Centre has lots of windows. And children running around after their netball/basketball/cricket practice.

Instead we went to Gertrude's Gallery. Gerta is the artist in residence there, and also a very inspiring student in our class. She suggested her place on account of the absence of windows and children running about.

Now, why would an art class care about windows and children?

Yes, you guessed it, it's because tonight was LIFE MODEL NIGHT. Yay!

Our friend Lilly en deshabille!

It was fantastic to be on the other side of the canvas after all these years.

And it was great to be back in drawing land.

Spring.

We had acupuncture in Hometown. Three sessions. The man's a genius. I think we're going to be able to avoid the operation. The improvement was immediate - mobility increased hugely, inches more on various stretches after the first session, and the pain that used to start at 2pm and continue until bed doesn't come on its own any more. It's there if we're bending or putting weight on it, but not if we're just still. That's a big improvement.

I danced at a wedding. The power went out so the guitar played played acoustic and we all huddled close. It was fantastic.

My knee is going to be okay.

I handed in my keys to the Bugsplat Family Centre on Thursday. I'm not going to teach yet. It's too soon. It's too hard. I think I just want to dance. I don't know how things will go here - where our life will go, how much time of it will be mine. I wish I could run away to the city and study dance with a good teacher. I wish I could dance every day.

Art class will start in a couple of weeks.
That will give me some time to think about things.

I don't like walking in the forest. I leave that to other girls. But I do like the colours I can see here. Everything is blooming. Wattle. Coral vine. Flame Pea. Bacon and Eggs. Wisteria. Hovea. Clematis.