I often keep and collect interesting bits and pieces or scraps that I think may be useful. Unfortunately they usually lay about or are forgotten somewhere and by the time I manage to transform new life into into them, perhaps years have passed!
Even so, it is amazing when these materials are rediscovered. Somehow they find the shape and form they need as if it was already decided. It is hard to describe how it feels when materials magically speak themselves into new existence. I hardly have to do anything, it all just happens, as if they have minds of their own. Some materials are nothing special to look at but for some unknown reason have caught my eye and combined with something else, change dramatically.
Quite regularly I am obliged to adapt to the materials I have at hand. This is surely when people create their best work. Imagination and improvisation become necessity rather than choice and true creating happens in these moments. There is rarely a plan, only experimentation, trial and error...in fact, some mistakes become masterpieces!
After these first few weeks, I already feel a satisfying sense of achievement. Four of these projects have been in my head or on my to do list for a long time and I am now able to tick those boxes! I love lists and even better, I love ticking or crossing things off lists. I am also reimagining, recycling, repurposing and using up my marvellous stash of materials.
There is a moment in the week when I feel a sensation of slowness, when time stretches out before me languidly and everything seems possible. Then suddenly the weekend is over and the shock of a new week is upon me! It is a very brief moment but incredible while it lasts.
Even if I was a super organised time management expert, there still wouldn’t be enough time for everything. I have been thinking, even mildly trying, to adapt my sleeping habits and become an early morning rather than late night potterer but I don’t think I’ll manage it. I do love the mornings and am often up early-ish anyway, but they are busy with routine and time frames and teenage sluggishness. Hardly ripe for my relaxed pondering.
This weeks project reflects the mood and the moment, short and sweet. As I ironed the old creases out of my little upcycled skirt, I considered that this 52 weeks process may help me define what I really want. (Ooh, that’s a biggie). I sense change and new choices in the air. Time to smooth and iron out the kinks and flaws in readiness.
I have discovered over the years that I am quite precious about my me time. It may sound indulgent but it is SO important. Offering and allowing myself time, keeps me happy and sane and I occasionally growl when other things intrude on this space. Does reduced time lead to reduced effort? Sometimes. Depends on how mindful you are.
Mid-week 6 and I’m lagging. This was to be expected, once work and school resumed there is often a chaotic period while routines and rhythm adjust. I am feeling overwhelmed as my teaching role consumes me…but I have been here before and once I sort things out I should be fine. For now I will just do my best and pretend!
This will also make my making more challenging with less time to experiment and create.
While my W5 rather large pin board is technically finished, I need to visit the local hardware to grab what is needed to firmly attach it to the wall. It was probably a slightly ambitious project considering I worked most days last week and only had the weekend to complete it. I also relied on valuable help from my neighbour as well as the use of his shed and power tools.
So the weight of a project takes much consideration. Most of us try to do too much on a daily basis as it is and though our lists of projects & desires may be long, it is important to balance everything out as best as you can. Never neglect your ME time, simply adapt it to fit, which is exactly what I’ll be doing these next few weeks, possibly months!
Think about the WHAT HOW WHEN & WHERE of what you want to achieve. Have you all the materials at hand? Do you need help? How long do estimate it will take?
I am going to concentrate on using my stash and my sewing machine to whip up some nifty pieces.
For me, it seems there is not much difference between wondering and wandering. It has always helped me find inspiration. Creative dabbling is good for the soul, I couldn't imagine life without it and often surprise myself by what I come up with.