There has been silence here, but not silence in my life and that was what I was looking for, some silence and space. It’s probably a bit like the grass being greener on the other side but really my head was just so full of information and ideas and things happening that were beyond my control that the thing I craved most was space and silence.
I’m trying to find new ways to find that and at the same time know that creativity is part of my life, its there when I wake up, it’s what I work at and it’s there when I fall asleep, so there is no escape or silence, it’s just sometimes I need to feel the space. So silence here represented too much to do out there with house guests, good things happening, sad things, loss, grief, joy, learning, experiencing, you know the everyday things that happen to everyone.
But lately I have missed this, taking pictures of bits of my house
The brushes for me, make me smile – I think of how they should be used, a slow meditative process (and there it is again, I am looking at something that is telling me to be slow and meditative). The brushes should be used as an extension of me and would be long, calm and considered strokes but until I get to that point of ink to paper I can just imagine it in my mind and that makes me feel calmer.
And then another extension of me, had an idea after seeing some colours when he was helping skeinqueen and me set up a stand.
He picked these colours
and he designed this for himself for me to make
His drawing, his grid, his idea, his jumper.