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"I do believe in an everyday sort of magic...the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we're alone." Charles de Lint

Wednesday, January 8, 2025

Onion Rings

 "First it is an intention. Then a behavior. Then a habit. Then a practice. Then a second nature. Then it is simply who you are." Brendon Burchard 

I've been trying to paint a little bit every day. For now I'm back to painting simple shapes because it's so mindfully mindless and I need to build some confidence again. I'm also looking for pages in my watercolor journal that need a companion. I did the page on the left a while back....and over the last couple of days I painted the one on the right. And added a few fabric swatches. 

It doesn't matter that it's wonky...and super simple.



Dotty commented on yesterday's post that she experienced an inside moment of awe while she was cutting into cucumber.  Truly: total miracle, that cucumber!...she said. I couldn't agree more....cucumbers are AWEsome!

I felt the same way when I cut into this red onion. How incredible is it that nature produced something as beautiful as this...and I get to experience this miracle every time I slice into it.

And that got me thinking about my watercolor. 

So I added some onion rings to some of the purple spaces in on my watercolor page....and I like it so much more!

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  1. o m g, MaryAnn! AWE. everything about this post, from its opening quotation to THOSE ONION RINGS in your watercolor journal—the magic of synapses firing and the mind's making connections. AWE.

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    1. Well that's a glowing response! Thanks Dotty....you always make me smile.

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  2. J'adore the red onion slices. They add a beautiful touch. 🩷

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    1. I thought so too Roseanne. The minute I saw them sliced on the board I saw them on the watercolor.

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