Creating with friends.

This little box was created with my friend Dragonheart in her hidden studio at her house.  It needs some finishing work but the bones are so good.

The work is just not happening.  I started morning pages but the flow is not happening.  My own workspace is not working so to speak.  I need to clear up more cobwebs and let more sunshine into the corners of my mind. I try and I try, but it's just a little harder than it needs to be.

Looking at a picture of a creative piece is one way to be critical and see what's needed. A pop of color,maybe a n orange/red in the middle of the metal instead of the gold/brass.  Cover u p the word in the flower and have words added elsewhere.  It is way too monotone.

I wish Dragonheart was here this weekend.  She is out of state with her family.  I think of her daily and hope she knows how much she is loved here at home.  Only good wishes, hopes and prayers are being sent her way.

I miss all my creative friends.  We use to meet and work together but life has really kicked everyone's butt lately and we cannot seem to find the time to gather and share our creative process and joy.  If I ever have my own house I want to have an open salon time each week for anyone to come by and be part of a creative  energy.

I hope you all have a way to create, participate and enjoy the artistic life!

So long since I blogged

The house is mine for the morning.  He is gone for the weekend.  No, I don't believe he is telling the entire truth about what he will be doing but it really is none of my business anymore. 

So, with this time to reflect and actually relax a smidge, I turned to my laptop and to see if this blog was waiting.  And it was. 

House hunting, working full time, planning to teach workshops, helping my mother, being a volunteer for my community.  I keep busy. 

The decision to purchase a house instead of renting has made it take longer for me to move.  I really want this but the right place has not magically appeared.  Should I settle for something that may not be perfect?  Probably. I know if I move I am not going to want to move again.  I will stay whereever I land for a long time.

This is because I love my home.  I will miss it.  I am buying a house not a home.  I know, I know, I will have to make it my home. 

My dog is another issue.  Will Maya live with me?  He is home far more than I am but would that change when I move out?  Should we have visitation for her?  I know this is trivial but it is something I wonder about. 

Thoughts for a day.......