The “Sleeping Beauty”, I called this one with love. The way this Birdie came to life, is a special one. I tell you why:
Today, someone I know (aka a ‘connection’) on LinkedIn liked a message from a person who was extremely open-hearted about the events he and his family went through this year. Normally, I try to keep an open mind, but this time, the little criticiser in me, who I mostly try to ignore, said: “Why would you like to post such a thing on the web?”, but I kept on reading, and then I immediately got sucked into the story.
Basically, it was about his wife who got seriously ill about one year ago and passed away about six months later, leaving behind her 9-year-old daughter and her husband. The story moved me deeply and I definitely understood why he posted the message. After reading it, I had the strong urge to go back to this creative experiment.
So, I started with the usual routine of going into a mediative state with the hope to bring one or more beautiful Birdies to life. The first Birdie was of a completely different nature. Not relevant showing here. What followed, after a very short, second mediative session was a huge emotional mental trip for me.
As always, I do not know what is going to happen, each time I start with a new drawing. Also, this time, but gradually it got more and more clear to me what was happening here: I (or may be: my subconscious part of my brain) was somehow picturing a scene in which the woman, from the story above, without hair due to the cancer treatment (hence, the bandage around her head) is lying in her bed trying to sleep while experiencing some sort of pain by the illness. At least, that is what I read from her face when I look at her. (FYI, I don’t know if she lost her hair, but that’s how I only pictured it.)
While drawing, I was so much sucked into the moment that I got only aware almost at the end of the session that I was also drawing now with my right hand, instead of solely the left one. So, this is the first Birdie, and what a beauty one it is if I may say so myself, was created by both hands, but not simultaneously.
Drawn with left and right hand without glasses, created on December 26, 2022.