I do actually miss the option of an evening gathering with adult friends who are as Halloween Inspired as I am.
So, while yes, I dressed up to go teach class this morning, < Part-time pattern making at my alma mater>, it was different… Sketching teacher, Rebecca did also dress up, so that was fun.
Tonight I’ll probably don my garb again to lurk out front < masked and physically distant of course>, in case any kids do come around for candies at the neighbour’s…
There is a little bit of sadness at not being able to admire and encourage a big bunch of other folk who also love to dress up – even as adults!
#WitchesGatheringFolk and #VixensVictoriousFolk I love and miss you all!
Kudos to everyone out there who did/will do something to be whacky this Halloween – and blessed by to those who are observing Samhain, honouring our dead. There has been much loss this year in my own family, so I’ll be taking some time later to reflect on the folk who have gone beyond this physical realm.
But here’s the fun again….
This year’s costume was a last minute inspiration created in about 2-3 hours < the mask, goggles and purse>, and reusing the Dr. Horrible tunic I had made a few years ago for the hubby to wear.
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The outerwear worked with the look!
Dr. Anathea Evermore
She seeks to change the world around her through the application of Science and Magic.
She sees the crap you are trying to pull…with or without her Lenses of Dragon Goggles…
Her eyes glow red with anger at the stupidity of non believers – those who do not believe in science, those who do not understand we are touched by magic.
She brings her Wand of Awareness with her to grant that gift upon those who lack it – sometimes gently tapping their subconscious, sometimes with a crushing blow.
She uses her powers to stitch together new concepts, repair broken dreams, and cut away the unneeded to bring new creations to life.
Measuring time and space to nurture the new ideas as they grow, she pulls them from the ether to manifest them into the physical.
Stand not in her way, and if she needs your help, she’ll ask.
While there is something magical about using traditional mediums of paint, chalk, pencil, etc, I’m also finding digital processing a challenging and interesting journey.
These pieces are pretty basic so far, just playing on the theme of fairy doors, and elusive characters that are just barely there. And having taken some inspiring photos on our camping trip has allowed me that fun concept of adding my own touches to existing beautiful settings…
As we get older, and maybe the effects of a global pandemic are influencing things too, but I think for me it is mostly getting older, I have been finding it interesting to look back at my family.
For birthdays during this year of limited contact, I’ve been perusing old photos of siblings and with the help of my talented husband, creating mini video journeys through time.
And my Aunt- who I am sure that I have met in person way back when I was a child, I have been able to connect with on social media to a degree I never would have otherwise ( waves at J!)
And she kindly has sent me photos of her siblings, including my dad, and her parents, my grandparents . She has also been spreading this journey with my cousin < Waves at another J> who again, without this amazing connector of the internet, I would barely know.
The telephone is not my thing. I have auditory issues that make listening to people irritating ( misophony May be the basis of this, but that’s a self analysis so grain of salt included).That makes email, texting and short bursts of conversation via social media a blessing for me.
But enough about why I don’t want you to call me..,