(Zentangle? Who? What? Start here.)
This week, the Zentangle Diva challenged us to use a new tangle from the Mother Ship, in other words, an “official” tangle, called Noom.
I know I have a few,
mostly controlled, perfectionist tendencies and Noom brought them to the fore. Some people just share their first attempt at the challenge (which might even be a rule–except there are no rules, yada, yada, yada, or is that there are no mistakes—-whatever). Not this time. I spent far too many hours unsatisfactorily “Nooming” on little pieces of scrap paper and even on expensive-ish paper before being satisfied. To make matters worse, I did this while binge watching cable news (how un-Zen is that!) and “navel gazing“, processing such thoughts as:
- Do I have a purpose on this planet (now that our offspring are fully sprung)?
- Should I stop being a recovering lawyer and officially give up my law license (probably prompted by running into a former colleague while walking the dog)?
- Should I go to the Women in Travel Summit in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, thereby spending money I’m not personally earning? (This would kind of be like spending $26.07 in Blick’s Art Supply store on Sunday afternoon—only a whole lot more self-indulgent).
- Why do I feel unworthy because I don’t have a real job even though I had one for 35 years and Mr. Excitement seems happy enough to pay the bills?
- Why am I procrastinating about calling that personal trainer whose number I have?
- Am I too boring for the dog?
Finally, just about the time The Rachel Maddow Show started, I was satisfied enough with my Noom. I realized that doing the tangle with a line as a guide helped important bits end up where they need to be. So, I got to this:
Gasp. I then realized that I had messed up the pattern I planned for the second ring from the center. After all that work, this almost unhinged me. But, I took a deep breath, and decided to make lemonade out of lemons. (Actually, I made myself a gin and tonic which I find more inspiring than lemonade). I turned the mistake into a random pattern N’zeppel. How’s that for appropriate Zentangular thinking?!
After that save, I decided to push the envelope even farther and I used some of the metallic makers I had purchased during my art supply retail therapy expedition.
Drum roll – Tah Dah!
I’ve managed to improve my mood, but the dog still looks bored.