Whew! We had some rain last night, and everything is kind of washed clean this morning. It is less humid and sparkly-looking from the wicker chair on the porch this morning, sitting with my coffee and listening to birdsong. I'm trying to convince the poodle to leave my husband alone to sleep in a bit and fight off the cold.
I am so excited to meet with a new beading group this morning. I have so many beads, being attracted to shiny sparkly things, and although I've made peyote bags, some jewelry, and often add beads to quilts, I don't use my beads often enough. Hopefully this group will encourage me to use them.
There is a drive to create in me that has always been there. I must have tried almost all crafts as a child. Almost all art forms as an adult. I love being around creative people and hearing how they go from concept to finished art.
Here is a pictureof my studio today in all it's productive glory. It's in quite a state right now, in the middle of two deadlines. It is a mess. A real mess, where you could be swallowed up in a pile or seriously hurt by a landslide of fabric if you aren't careful.
You all know what I'm talking about.
Soon the art will be made and shipped off, and I'll do the clearing, sorting, refolding, reshelving that happens after a major effort. Then I'll take more pictures and you'll think it always looks like that. Heh, heh. But you'll know better...
hope you are all making something