I haven't sketched anything in over a year. No explanation. Life happens? Shifted visual art to writing. Still creating ... different medium.
I draw from this list. I remember wanting to do this sketch a year ago ... the Rider Deck ... when the topic was cards. It's a fancy pack, not like the regular card backs. This is *of* something ... not just patterns.
When it came up again this time, it was still my immediate thought.
I have this deck. It's worn slightly from use but I treat the cards with care and respect - like they contain a magic that I don't quite understand and should not screw around with.
I play with the cards from time to time. I always have no idea what I'm doing. I have "decoder" books that give me the layout patters and what the cards mean. I've done them enough times to know that whatever the layout, it will mean something. Some "hits" are big. Some are small. Some literal. Some symbolic. There's never a point where I go - nope, not at all.
I get the feeling that each card is an archetype and we have every card in us. Regardless of the cards that turn up, they will all apply.
I have use the cards from time to time to to search for ideas, plots and explore characters when writing. Plenty fun, that. Always yields thoughts and options that I had not thought of before and can take things in new directions.
There are lots of things in the universe beyond our ken. Who knows if magic is real? That is ... if there is real magic and not just well-executed illusions.
Not sure I believe. Not sure I don't, either.
The universe is a big. We are small.
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