Treasure haul
It seemed the right thing to do – to take some time to drift through the dreaming darkness, working on refilling the well of creativity.
Dear friends, firstly – apologies for the absence. I'm sure you managed just fine without me but nevertheless, I did feel guilty about taking some time away from the blog. It seems I'm not the only one who felt the pull of winter's sparkling dark magic this year, and with it, the need to turn inward.
It seemed the right thing to do – to take some time to drift through the dreaming darkness, working on refilling the well of creativity. To cast an enchanted fishing net into books, magazines, films, music and nature, and see what treasure might turn in it. It felt important to take time to gather ingredients for ideas... for stories, paintings, drawings, projects.
Just in the past week or so, I've been seeing the emergence of those bold trailblazers – the snowdrops and crocuses, sending out the welcome signal that change is in the offing.
And so, as we all begin returning to the light, it's time to take a look at the haul of winter's gifts in your net...
Pearl
Creative courage
I've been struggling with a bit of artist's block lately.
It's always a little disconcerting when this happens.
You just have to exhale and act cool, and hope that your creative muse will think you're not too bothered. It's an exercise in trust, really – most artists will have found themselves dealing with this many times.
You just have to develop the faith that sooner or later, you will be moved back to your easel, your computer, or whatever your tool of choice happens to be.
There is a general sense that this is a 'dead' time of year, when business is slow, people are languishing in post holiday blues and the 'feel good factor' is in short supply.
But over the weekend, I happened to notice that there is evidence to the contrary.
Flowers, new shoots, and vibrant berries are parading themselves on the trees – defiant and victorious over wintery challenges. I thought, wow - they are so courageous.
And so, I came home and got out my paints and brushes.
Pearl
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