Monday, January 28, 2013

things I collect

heart rock daily sketch
watercolor, pen sketch

I don't know exactly when I started, but I like collecting rocks. One memory that blazes in my mind is the time I was in London with my boyfriend. We both went over with our university for an entire Spring semester and were in the class that required us to attend a list of Shakespeare plays. We were in a tiny theatre sitting on bleachers at the top. I don't even remember the play but the audience was quiet and we were all focused on the actors. I got hot and took off my coat and laid it down beside me. A few seconds passed when I heard a tink, tink, tink which continued to get louder and seemingly unending as the pocket full of rocks in my coat's pocket emptied itself. By the time I realised what was making the noise, it was really too late to make any difference.

That experience hasn't stopped me from collecting rocks. They come in so many shapes and colors. Once I was even lucky to find a fossil! I've moved quite a few times, so most of these rocks get liberated, and then I begin again.

The rock above was found during a time of transition in my life. I was walking along a rocky beach and happened to spot it standing out, red against all the greyish rocks. I like to imagine that it travelled from some far away place, shaped by it's experiences and hardships, finally landing on this island.

Maybe that is why I like rocks. Experience makes them more beautiful and defined.

Are you wondering what happened to that boyfriend? We got married the following year. And to this day, he doesn't bat an eye when he sees me putting a rock in my pocket.

11 comments:

  1. I love your painting! I'm a collector of rocks too, although I've let most of them go at this point. But I laughed in recognition at the story of the rocks plunking out of your pocket.

    I love the end of the story. :) Lovely.

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  2. great story! There are rocks in Oklahoma that are called "rose rocks." They are found in clusters, one upon the next. I know you'd like the color and shape! {:-Deb

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  3. Em, I bet you have some fun stories too.

    Storybeader, I think I have seen of those rose rocks. I have one that isn't actually a rose rock but I've nicknamed it that as it reminds me of one.

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  4. That's so nice! It's so great when our partners get to know all of our little quirks. Your painting is beautiful.

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  5. Tho I'd love to collect rocks, I have no room for them. I have always been attracted to the shapes and textures. I now take pictures of them :) Your story made me smile after along tedious day. Thx.

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  6. That is so cool! I always seem to stumble upon people collecting these rocks but I never think of it. Maybe because I've never found one. :)

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  7. Lovely artwork and story to go with it. I love your practice of collecting rocks and letting them go when you move...nice ebb and flow to the whole idea of collecting.

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  8. tricia, so true about our partners knowing our quirks:)
    textile, it makes me happy to know that.
    Natasha, thanks for visiting!
    Nicole, I like your note on adding to the ebb and flow of life:)

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  9. Beautifully expressed, Juana! And your watercolor sketch charms... I love rocks, always have. And I collect them from places, beaches we go to. They are a sweet souvenir of a time well shared, of nature enjoyed & celebrated in the heart. :o) Happy Day ((HUGS))

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  10. Tracy, they really do make sweet souvenirs, don't they!

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  11. Your painting is beautiful. I have some flat gray rocks from the shores of Lake Erie sitting on my studio windowsill...they hold so many neat memories!

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