Sometimes our tangles have stories or tales behind the pen strokes and sometimes our pen strokes inspire stories or tales. When Maria posts a tile on the Zentangle Mosaic App she almost always shares with us some sort of creative narrative. Her words range from inspiring thoughts to fanciful tales. We thought we would share with you some of these parings in a blog series we are calling Maria’s Meanderings.
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This is my tile from the last T3. A great meditation. I believe this baby began with a swirling, dancing “dudah” that kept me on my toes (you can’t not pay attention to dudah: a fickle friend, for sure)!
While this character, “Dudah”, was searching for a partner, a damsel (clearly not in distress) was posing nonchalantly with an attitude of gratitude. Her name was Mooka , but the guys called her Mz Dizzy, perhaps because of the way she made them feel. She was hankering to “trip the light fantastic” and moseyed onto the empty circular dance floor, with not a care in the world. Dudah was dancing circles around her, when all of a sudden this guy (I heard later he was from Tripoli) got real close to her and whispered “you don’t want to tangle with that zippery-looking dude, pretty lady, let’s go somewhere, where the lights are softer, and we’ll dance into the night.” And. . . I’m pretty sure she did.
Anyway, that’s how the story was told to me. And I’m sticking to it. Not looking forward to bumping into this Dudah dude, who knows what would happen? I think he’s just one of those simple guys that needs to stand out in a crowd. Huh.