It’s been some time since I put my hands in the soil.
I am a laissez-faire kind of gardener, pottering in spurts when the urge hits. There are some wonderful native successes in our garden beds and a few gaps where I need to try again.
So it’s time for some creative gardening therapy.
I buy many of my plants from Annabelle and Anthony of Bilby Blooms native plant nursery in Binnaway. Their property is spectacular, their knowledge is amazing and they are the loveliest people.
I have been trying to keep track of which plants I have and where I put them, I even have a plan somewhere that I must add to now.
Plant names are intriguing, Latin and common, not that I am good at remembering them.
I have visions of a little hide away, building up layers of bushes, shrubs and small trees to create refuge for birds and other critters, shade, scent, texture and privacy, as well as some colourful native flower displays.
We also have some fruit trees, roses, fragrant herbes, palm trees, a giant eucalyptus and succulents.
We’ll have to find spots for our hammocks and make time to relax in them with a good book. Garden nooks to sit in are important. We don’t do enough garden sitting, so here’s to plenty of future garden sitting and pondering.
Nothing like surprise visits and friendly faces to brighten up our world when we are feeling flat.
This week was all about:
Running on empty
People are people
World gratitude day was in there too and we all know how much we have to be grateful for.
Film by Natalie Ferfoglia, my funky spinster sista
I had originally used music from the 2000 film In the mood for love directed by Wong Kar-wei, Yumeji’s Theme by Shigeru Umebayashi, but had to change it.
Rest is wonderful.
Series bingeing is a mind freeing escape and it’s all kind of therapeutical if you get the balance right.
In moderation, just the right amount, in small doses.
That is the key.
Of course, human as we are, we often prefer to indulge excessively in whichever péché mignon that rocks our boat! My challenge this week has been to drag myself out of the fug and keep the mojo happening.
I’m not completely there yet, but I sense movement. The inspiration and the ideas are all alive and well, the next step is all about the doing.
From creative high to extreme slump!
I don’t feel like doing anything.
Perhaps I’m sailing on the hormonal waves of the Red Sea, change of season sleepiness, end of term haze...
Seems to be in the air.
I am not alone, many around me are also exhausted.
So I’m keeping going with extra snoozing, caféine and a little bit of making magic.
Sitting on my front veranda soaking up the Sunday sun, I now feel the weight of all the creative energy and effort from the past few weeks lulling me into a post exhibition opening slumber.
To do lists
There is a lot that goes into putting an exhibition together, (including all the workspace tidying I need to do now!).
I didn’t achieve this all on my own, I had lots of help.
For a small country town, we are fortunate to have spaces and support for creative events. These spaces provide opportunity and possibility.
Opportunity for artists and crafts people to create, showcase, promote and sell their work. Opportunity for the community to create and participate in events that provide leisure activities, workshops, employment and social occasions that can help ease isolation and improve general wellbeing.
The possibilities are endless. It’s up to all of us to use our imagination by supporting and making the most of these spaces.
A big shout out to Pegboard Gallery, which is found at Freckles Coffee Spot in Baradine and to Ella and Will, the young couple who have taken on, not only a new business challenge, but who have also created an amazing gallery space, local creative hub and arts internship for a local student, (lucky Cia!). They are also skilled creators in their own right!
Get to Baradine and check it out, book in your own exhibition, workshop or event and have a coffee or lunch too!
Celebrate the inspiring people around you.
Life is what we make it.
Realising our dreams is possible everyday.
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.