Choose a word for 2013. I didn't. I'm not much for New Year's Resolutions and this sounded a little like resolutions to me. However, my word had other ideas. It chose me. So I had my word...it came to me while I was washing dishes...
This is easy, I thought. I have a word. I can do this. Three months into the new year and I began to feel like Jane of Jane of Lantern Hill fame. I had a word; I knew I had a word, but it was buried under all the debris of accumulated daily living. I simply couldn't find my word. "Create"--that's all fine, but I could barely decide what to fix for supper, never mind create.
Then spring started to arrive.
And then Spring Break came and I got oxygen at long last.
Today I decided to rearrange the studio. It is crammed with paraphenalia from the bathroom remodel and seriously getting on my nerves (or maybe my LAST nerve). Anyway, I got the bright idea that it needed to be rearranged. So I did...I am quite certain that this was NOT my best idea. But since it was a lot of work, it will remain this way for a while...at least a month.
I think that I am starting to live in the spirit of creativity again.