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CicelyRobinLaing@2014

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Multi-tasking is a myth…
When the world throws a rainstorm at you, sometimes you just have to take cover…
And let the drops land where they may…

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Why can’t I get everything done?
My artwork, my writing, my laundry, my acting, my teaching, my parenting, my homeschooling, eating, sleeping, breathing, this blog….
Every thing I NEED to get done…
Is an excuse for the OTHER thing I didn’t get done…

I feel like I’ve been trying to juggle raindrops…
Every little thing thrown my way, I’ve tried to catch and do something with…
I try to……………
Learn something…
Control something…
Help something…
Accomplish something…
Document something…
Play with something…
Notice something…
Remember something…
Acknowledge something…
Realize something…
Judge something…
Love something…

And most of all… Do SOMETHING that makes it appear that I know what I’m doing…

What a perfect path for failure…… No one can juggle that many raindrops…

And if you try too hard… in the end all you get is wet… and too tired and distracted to see the rainbow…

I’m ready to get wet…
Ready to enjoy the rainbow…
So, go on world… keep dropping those raindrops…
My sun’s coming out either way….

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Image and words by Cicely Robin Laing © 2014

 

 

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They always say, “Ask your kid. They know more about this computer stuff than you old geezers.”…
I have found that that is not always true… after all they have to learn it first some place…
If age has taught me anything about “software”…
It’s that most of my problems can be smoothed over by dark chocolate and a bit of well aged Scotch…
And hardware problems are well beyond my reach when I grab for the sledge hammer…
So, I accept that at some point my children will surpass me when it comes to technology…
But knowledge is not the same as wisdom…
and I have plenty of one and just enough of the other…

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Words and image by Cicely Robin Laing © 2014

 

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I am Picasso’s muse.
It’s not that I inspired him, nor was I his model. I never even met him…
But when I look in the mirror, I say to myself, “I am what Picasso made.”
I am playful, fractured, blue…
and then…
I reconsider…
Maybe I am more like Miró… or Matisse…
I muse on this a little more as I look at the lines of my face…
I know that no one could have created a visage such as mine…
Without a great deal of artistic “taste”…
and I still think Picasso would have been amused….
by the lines of my face…

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A bit of improv writing… nonsense at its best… and worst…

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Image and Words by Cicely Robin Laing © 2014

 

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The soft mist rolled off into the darkness…

Leaving a trail of tiny dew drops…

A flower, shaded and closed…

Took a breath…

And opened…

Bending to the morning sun…

Unfurling color to invite the eye…

And tease the soul with its transient glory…

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October’s project is one of opportunity…
When I have the opportunity… I will express a bit of nonsense… and post it here…
no pressure… no pain… no puns…

Okay… there may be a few puns… I’m only human…

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Image and words by Cicely Robin Laing © 2014

 

 

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If only chocolate bunnies bred as fast as the furry ones….

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Little Thumper’s tickling my nose…. ACHOOOOOOoooo!

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Oh… yeah… calling rabbits “mutant squirrels” is an inside joke that comes from my crazy fun family…
and yes, we call squirrels “mutant bunnies”…. and you should here us giggling at the zoo or state fair…
no animal is safe… everything is mutant…

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A very belated “Seriously Silly Sunday” post for my September project… Sept. 28th to be exact.

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As a bird…
I feel my paranoia is worth keeping…
After all…
Just because those cats are on the other side of that closed window…
Doesn’t mean they aren’t laying in wait… with a glass cutter…!

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Happy Caturday! … a little drawing for you!

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Image and words by Cicely Robin Laing © 2014

For Sept 27 

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Warm Autumn days need to be enjoyed and remembered…
Like childhood…
We should treasure those sweet fleeting moments…

I watched my young son walk away from me on one such day…
A moment of independence and purpose…
Though I let him go, I wanted to call him back and hold him tight…

I was both happy and sad…
I wanted to see him walk on with out me…
Confident, capable, flexible, happy…

A split moment of the future now…
A time that hasn’t come yet…
He still needs me, and I don’t want to let him down…

Try as I might, I can’t make him confident…
I can’t teach him independence or force him to be flexible…
There is no guarantee for happiness…

I can only care for him, try to protect him…
Perhaps guide him by example…
And let him know that I am as fallible as any, and that is okay…

I”ll watch him walk away, and then turn back to me…
I can’t help but love him… He is my little boy…
But he is already his own man…
He always has been…

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This post is for Day 26 of my September project… finally posted… late… but hell… it’s here now right?

October’s project is on hold for now… I need the time to work with my son.
Our real project for this month is to settle into a new routine of homeschool and doctor’s appointments.
I have a lot to learn myself, before I can really be a good teacher for my child.
I know plenty about reading, math, history and science…
What I don’t know is how my son will best be able to learn…
The way the schools chose to try to teach him didn’t work…
I will have to create an new paradigm…
Un-schooling here we come…

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September’s project had different themes for each day of the week:
“Macro Monday”
“Tale Spin Tuesday”
“Whatever Wednesday”
“Thoughtful Thursday”
“Family Friday”
“Caturday Saturday”
& “Seriously Silly Sunday”

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Image and words by Cicely Robin Laing © 2014

 

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