Jen writes... It is the middle of the night, bleary-eyed, I am double-checking my spreadsheet to make sure I am giving the right medicines at the right time.It is the middle of the night, I am holding her hand, trying to say goodbye, but trying to hold on.It is the middle of the night, I am weeping softly into my pillow, because alone, in the middle of the night, is the only time I can empty some of the bucket of tears inside me.These are snapshots of times in my life. I am a caregiver, not as a profession, but...
In the beginning there were only a few tangles. It had to start somewhere, after all. But just a few tangles were all that was needed. Rick and Maria decided that tangles would have names from the start. They would need an identity, and they had to be simple enough that you could create them in a few basic steps without the need for rulers, compasses or anything extra. They made sure that each student would be encouraged to reproduce a tangle in their own way, rather than trying to copy it exactly as they did. They accomplished this by leaving...
Today as we travel in the Zentangle Time Machine we are taking a brief stop at the point in time when we first introduced the concept of the Zentomology system of tangles. A few years into the birth of the Zentangle Method, the energy and interest in the art form was accelerating. The community was growing and with that came chatter. I don’t mean gossip-like chatter. I mean that Zentangle enthusiasts were talking about the Zentangle Method artform. It was like we suddenly had our own secret language. From the beginning we had names for tangles and names for the various...