What colour is your mood today?

I have a big pile of granny squares on my coffee table that I have done over the last few days to make into a blanket. It occurred to me that I am using much more muted and paler tones that I am normally drawn to.

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Most of my pastel paintings tend towards the brighter end of the spectrum, and sometimes to the downright dark and gloomy. I do live in Wales now and we are victim to some very dark and foreboding skies at times. I quite like them however.

The last few days though my Grannies are coming out all pale and whimsical. It’s not really like me at all. Also considering the fact that I have been binge watching Amazon’s Viking series you would think they would all be coming out with bright red splatters resembling blood across them!

So this got me to thinking how you other arty crafty people plan and produce your work. Do you think to yourselves that today you will have a “blue” day or that you will have a bright “orange” day. How do you get yourselves inspired to create and how do you manage Β to stick to that decision and actually produce a finished article? I know I get bored easily and want to switch colours. I have some more yarn coming in the post…can’t wait!

When you are in the store staring at all the endless possibilities of yarn colours and types, do you have a particular thing in mind, or are you like a magpie and get drawn to all that is shiny and glitters?

They say that your colour choices tell you a lot about a person.Β  I find that I am always drawn to yarns that have purple and blues in them. According to colour therapy that means I am a very spiritual person in touch with the spiritual side of life…or away with the fairies depending on your viewpoint!

What do your colour choices say about you?

Answers on a postcard please!

 

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The eyes have it!

Just a musing about eyes. I often wonder what it is people find attractive about me. I mean the photo above was taken a while back, on my honeymoon with my long since “ex” husband.

Roll on nearly 17 years since that photograph was taken and I have been told again that it is my eyes that people see first, or the most.

Are they really the mirror to my soul? Can people really see who I am when they look in them? Do my eyes make them overlook the fact that I am now a pleasantly plump aunty with greying hair?

I don’t know. What I do know is that they have got me into trouble on more than one occasion!

I did have an Iridologist look at them a few years back. I have long since lost the information that he gave me, but at the time I thought it was pretty accurate. From my eyes he was able to tell me a lot about my diet and even my personality. Not that I have ever taken much notice of what he told me. It was more that I was a little intrigued as to what he may say. Rather like when you have an Astrology chart done.

So anyway, here I am, a woman of substantial years and experience, and yet again it appears that it is my eyes that have the potential to get me into trouble.

Maybe it is time for me to get out the scarf and dark glasses and become mysterious?

Not an ounce of art or crochet in this blog! But there you go. This is my mind rambling and musing on life πŸ™‚

Aunty Stella

 

 

 

 

Focus on Crochet and Art and save your mental health.

A few of my friends have commented recently that they have not seen much of me since the beginning of the year. They think that I have turned into some kind of crazy crochet cat lady who only wants to be with their wool and creations. Well this is true to a certain degree. At […]

A few of my friends have commented recently that they have not seen much of me since the beginning of the year. They think that I have turned into some kind of crazy crochet cat lady who only wants to be with their wool and creations.

Well this is true to a certain degree. At the moment, or for the last few weeks at least since just before Christmas last year, that is all I have wanted to do.

There is a reason for it.

For most of my adult life, and possibly in my teens as well, I have had mood swings that go up and down. For years my mother thought it was just my hormones. I am now approaching the time of life when hormones should stop swinging all over the place and calm down, but my mood swings have not!

So there must be another reason for it. Looking back I noticed that all my major drastically life changing decisions had been made during the months of November to February. These were when I was depressed with life and really low. I would quit a job or break up with a boyfriend, and often it was a spur of the momet decision taking whilst in the depth of despair.

Come spring or summer I would be full of the joys, and the life and soul of the party. I would start new jobs with energy and ethusiasm that evaded me at other times of the year, or go off on wild trips and adventures totally on my own. More recenty I would have my most creative painting surges at this time of year, and not sleep properly for days as I was constantly seeing my next creation in my head!

I have not painted anything yet this year, or since November last year when I was inspired to paint poppies after Remembrance day.

I slipped into a winter depression, helped by the fact that I had two bouts of winter bugs, and felt totally exhausted. In November I quit one job and started another, and by the middle of January had quit that one too. Exhausted and depressed with life and really not wanting to do it anymore.

I went to the docs, and was given medication, and now I am on the up again. Probably too much to be honest. However I think that it is the crochet rather than the medication that has helped bring me out of things. It has given me focus and allowed me to practice some type of mindfulness in ways that other activities can not. I am hopeless at meditation in groups, getting distracted way too easily. However I find that I can crochet all day long with the TV on in the background and totally miss the programs as I have been so focused on my crochet. It is the same when I paint, but I need light for that and in the winter it is limited.

Yesterday was the first day for a while that I did not crochet anything. I was messing about on here getting things set up. I think it may be a sign that my brain is now able to cope with other things other than just repetitive patterns. I am feeling better than I have for a long time, and finally slept better the last two nights as well.

So Crochet and Painting, have helped me at times when I really felt depressed and anxious. It’s helped me calm my mind down and focus on other things than all my worries.

Being a crazy crochet cat lady has helped me at a time when I needed it.

To me that is not crazy, that is sensible!

There are a few articles out there that may be of interest. I have added the links below.

Aunty Stella

 

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Knitting, crocheting and jam-making improve mental health, study finds

Woolbeing – Crocheting your way to Mindfulness

Crochet saved my life

Focus on Crochet and Art and save your mental health.

A few of my friends have commented recently that they have not seen much of me since the beginning of the year. They think that I have turned into some kind of crazy crochet cat lady who only wants to be with their wool and creations.

Well this is true to a certain degree. At the moment, or for the last few weeks at least since just before Christmas last year, that is all I have wanted to do.

There is a reason for it.

For most of my adult life, and possibly in my teens as well, I have had mood swings that go up and down. For years my mother thought it was just my hormones. I am now approaching the time of life when hormones should stop swinging all over the place and calm down, but my mood swings have not!

So there must be another reason for it. Looking back I noticed that all my major drastically life changing decisions had been made during the months of November to February. These were when I was depressed with life and really low. I would quit a job or break up with a boyfriend, and often it was a spur of the momet decision taking whilst in the depth of despair.

Come spring or summer I would be full of the joys, and the life and soul of the party. I would start new jobs with energy and ethusiasm that evaded me at other times of the year, or go off on wild trips and adventures totally on my own. More recenty I would have my most creative painting surges at this time of year, and not sleep properly for days as I was constantly seeing my next creation in my head!

I have not painted anything yet this year, or since November last year when I was inspired to paint poppies after Remembrance day.

I slipped into a winter depression, helped by the fact that I had two bouts of winter bugs, and felt totally exhausted. In November I quit one job and started another, and by the middle of January had quit that one too. Exhausted and depressed with life and really not wanting to do it anymore.

I went to the docs, and was given medication, and now I am on the up again. Probably too much to be honest. However I think that it is the crochet rather than the medication that has helped bring me out of things. It has given me focus and allowed me to practice some type of mindfulness in ways that other activities can not. I am hopeless at meditation in groups, getting distracted way too easily. However I find that I can crochet all day long with the TV on in the background and totally miss the programs as I have been so focused on my crochet. It is the same when I paint, but I need light for that and in the winter it is limited.

Yesterday was the first day for a while that I did not crochet anything. I was messing about on here getting things set up. I think it may be a sign that my brain is now able to cope with other things other than just repetitive patterns. I am feeling better than I have for a long time, and finally slept better the last two nights as well.

So Crochet and Painting, have helped me at times when I really felt depressed and anxious. It’s helped me calm my mind down and focus on other things than all my worries.

Being a crazy crochet cat lady has helped me at a time when I needed it.

To me that is not crazy, that is sensible!

There are a few articles out there that may be of interest. I have added the links below.

Aunty Stella

 

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Here is my crazy cat πŸ™‚
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And here is a Pastel I did of her πŸ™‚

Knitting, crocheting and jam-making improve mental health, study finds

Woolbeing – Crocheting your way to Mindfulness

Crochet saved my life

Morning!

Good morning people.

Is it me or is the interweb thingy in “The Nog” really slow this morning???

If it is, it means I need to find otherthings to occupy my time, like finishing the cup of coffee that is going cold, and going and getting washed and dressed. I am still in my PJ’s!

The thing is, I spent most of yesterday messing around with photographs for on here, Instagram and on my Facebook page that I totally lost track of time. I don’t think I have slept much for the last 48 hours. I was wide awake for most of the time, but irritable and niggly with it.

I do have one very big apology to a very dear friend for not making it to his Birthday bash yesterday. Rest assured that I will be making it up to you tomorrow on your actual Birthday!

So anyway, now that I seem to have mastered the technology of WordPress, which did confuse me completely to begin with, I am now ready to start sharing with you all (if you are interested) the mysteries of how I paint and crochet etc, as well as the workings of my sometimes overwhelmed mind. All systems are go, and all social media is linked up!

So first things first…shower time!

Bye for now.

Aunty Stella