I wrote the phrase “all jumped up” in a 2015 journal and now have no idea why… it was under the “ideas” column.
Perhaps I was thinking a that a pogo stick could be “jumped up.” We had one as kids — bouncy, bouncy, bouncy. All jumped up.
Maybe it meant that one of my grandsons had jumped onto a low stool, and therefore was all jumped up.
Or perhaps it struck me funny that day for a reason that I can’t now remember.
Or — and this is the honest truth now that I am looking at it more closely — it doesn’t even say “All Jumped Up.” It says “All Jumbled Up,” which totally makes more sense since I am almost always jumbled up.
Wow.
Love it!
Hahaha 🙂
The solution to not remembering: Stop reading your journals 😉
Carla– love this post! Love that word jumbled too. 😀 and getting to experience your creative “bouncy” energy in person, well that’s just enthusiasm and vibe and all good things for teaching/doing art👍🎉💕. Karen D.
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Thanks for the laugh! Reading your thoughts made my day. Joyce
This is one of the reasons I’ve been a faithful student of yours since 2012 . . . you are so authentic and I love that about you. It shows in your art and in your instructional videos and in posts like this one. Thanks for keeping it real.
Aren’t we all jumbled up? lol
You may be all jumbled up, but you keep us all jumped up about doing art of all kinds. I am grateful for that.
“Far and few, Far and few Are the lands where the Jumblies live. And their heads are green And their hands are blue, And they went to sea in a seive.” Edward Lear