I took the pebble I found a while back and using it as a starting point created a few more mandalas. Visually these are not as successful as my earlier attempts but I still like them. Whereas the last mandalas I made were focussed on patterns here on earth, I found with these mandalas I thought of the patterns found in the universe: the flow of gases, the clustering of stars and the movement of planets.
Why the shift I do not know, it could be the book on mathematics I’m currently reading, but spiritually these mandalas are a little more satisfying.
They have made me more curious about the broader patterns that cannot be easily seen: the ones that reside behind the clouds or require the patience of night.
My final mandala went into a different direction and appears to be of the body. I see lungs, brains, blood cells in shapes formed from a scallop shell and representative of tree roots and eggs.
I used a different shaped stone for my beginning point and a scallop shell for the first circular shape.
A book on mathematics I’m reading at the moment will surely influence my mandala making efforts in the future. There are already math elements inherent in mandala making. In the meantime I will let my artsy fartsy ideas perk, drip and blurp like good medium roast coffee. Like my favourite coffee, I want art that’s pungent, powerful, packs a punch and potent enough to keep me awake. (Dark roast creates art that leaves me a little jittery and loaded with heartburn. I leave espresso art to someone else altogether.) Strange that I plan to create art with an affinity to coffee by reading a book on mathematics I use to put me to sleep. Perhaps a lesson there?