Untitled mandala

Sometimes I draw these. The circular format of the mandala is contained and somehow makes me feel a great deal of satisfaction. The title of my piece, in my files, has something that looks like a date, but I no longer understand the format. But I think I drew this last summer. Usually I can remember context: where I was, what was going on in my life. Not so, this time. Which means it was probably a kind of tough time, and I blocked out everything but the colored pencils. And? Nothing. That's all. It's the only one of these I've ever photographed, and therefore the only one, too, that has ever made it onto my blog. I wonder where the other ones are?

Comments

[Dena]

I love this.

[Melody]

Thank you! Finding it kind of made me want to draw another one. As if there's time for THAT right now!

[Mom]

Before I read your blog, I thought , that looks like something that Melody would draw.

I don't remember seeing the round ones.

You are very talented.

Have a great restful day!

[vilma]

I visited your site and really liked it. I love mandalas. Peace and Light!

[kim]

this, for me, is very primal - it is pregnant with becoming.

i see fresh growth, evolving identity and surprising connections - all that, or

a fruit and salad plate.

not sure.

[Melody]

Thanks Mom and Vilma and Kim.

Kim, I would like for it to be pregnant with becoming and fresh evolving identity growth AND a fruit and salad plate. Please.