As experimenting continues with paper making, rhythm is also finding its way back to some kind of regular flow.
After a few weeks of dreary listlessness, it is comforting to feel my creative energy re-emerge.
A little wallowing is normal, nice and even healthy but I like it less when it lingers.
It is the 1st of December, Bella, our faithful pooch, is 6 today and the silly season has arrived...nah, silliness reigns as a steady constant these days. Summer has arrived and I can smell the holidays.
Am up late listening to the 1980’s Australian special on RAGE, some good and not so good clips...whilst playing with paper, making envelopes and letter sets.
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.