I've been waiting for Tripoli. We could see it brewing for weeks in Maria Thomas' Zentangle blog offerings... a little here and there. Now it's time for us to trip the pen fantastic to create our own tangleations of this versatile (and addictive) tangle.
I could not stop. I don't know if I even could say I finished one. The longer they sat around, the more I wanted to add and play. It's been a week of nothing but 'what ifs'. This is the joy of Zentangle for me. When the flood of 'what ifs' comes, I listen. That is my intuitive muse that whispers in my ear. And if I don't do what she says, she sometimes keeps at me : "add black" or "add dots". Sometimes I argue and sometimes I ignore her. But I am learning to get out of the way and let her be. When the intuition is rolling, there is no such thing as judgement or perfectionism. She doesn't really care if I finish a tile or not. She doesn't care if it looks pleasing or not. She just nudges each movement I make, allowing for one foot in front of the other... one stroke after the other.
When I first began playing with Tripoli, I was worrying too much about something, and now I don't remember what it was. I think it was that my triangles weren't lining up into a very nice circle. After doing so many, it didn't matter. The more triangles I made, the less I worried (that is the magic of just making the lines). Once I let go, it was like knowing a song by heart... the pen just went. As you can see, there are lots of renegade triangles on my tiles, but these are the ones that feel like little kids who just can't stand in that single file line. It's ok. They just are like that. I also felt compelled to connect the spaces inbetween the triangles... and add a little Puf to one of the tiles.
I just had so much fun, I didn't know how to choose which ones to post. There are quite a few here (and more I've started) , all of them feeling unfinished in the most appropriate way.
Thanks, Maria, for birthing the Tripoli, thanks Laura, for adding it to the challenge, and thank you, Intuition for being so relentless.