This week has gone by sooooo fast that I can scarcely believe that tomorrow's Friday. Friday???? How can it be Friday when it feels like Monday was only yesterday? I've been busy, so maybe that explains the whizzing days, and I have to tell you that the busy-ness has felt wonderful. I've spent many hours in my studio this week, and I certainly am settling in to this cosy room rather nicely.
Just as at home, I love having a jug of fresh flowers on my studio table. The past couple of weeks I've had cheap and cheerful tulips and daffodils from the market, but this week I splashed out £2 and treated myself to a small bunch of anemones.
The buds were closed when I bought them but very quickly opened in the warmth of my studio - oh what beauties they are! I adore the contrast of these flowers - delicate and bold, pale pastels and rich brights, inky black centres surrounded by lush colour.
I am constantly inspired by the beauty of nature, the colours sing very loudly to my Creative Mind lalalalaaa!
I keep wondering to myself whether I'm allowed to use the word "work" when talking about my days spent in the studio. I am so happy being there, pottering about in my own private little colour-filled world, taking in the gentle sounds of the café beneath me and the hum of traffic outside my window. I listen to the radio too which reminds me of a time in my life fifteen years ago (pre children) when I stitched pictures and cards for a living. I worked out of a spare bedroom then with the radio and my lovely tabby cat for company. Even though I spend many hours alone when I'm "working" I never, ever feel lonely. I talk inside my head a lot I've noticed, do you do that? I am very aware of my thought processes somehow, even when I'm walking around town I have a constant dialogue going on with myself, a long, persistent stream of chatter and observation. I occasionally wonder if I am a little strange actually.
This week I've continued to faff with my yarn pegs, working on some chunky yarn colour selections to use for bag and cushion making. I'm enjoying the planning for this project, although truthfully I really do need to knuckle down with the pattern writing bit now. The maths is putting me off, and I've lost the notes I made last year when I first made my samples. It's on my to-do list for next week along with a good number of other things, so I'm thinking next week is likely to be just as whizzy-busy as this week.
Aside from yarn pegs and flowers, my table has also got some woolly critter things taking over, Yarndale sheep to be more precise. I've been crocheting ears and heads and legs and tails during the past few weeks, many hours of concentrated, creative work.
I can't wait to bring it all together, I am very nearly there with it and hoping for some excellent weather tomorrow so I can take lots of photographs.
I dreamt about yarn bombing last night you know, waking up with a sudden start and my mind full of woolly ideas and images. In my dream I was frantically crocheting a small flock of sheep to walk in the park, it was ace! I could see colourful patchwork sheep made out of granny squares like an ovine version of Elmer the Elephant.......I'll keep you posted on developments. It's never dull in my Creative Mind, even when I'm sleeping.
ps you'll be pleased to know that my winter wreath is HIGH on my to-do list for next week, being that it's the 1st March on Sunday and all. Snowflakes need to happen before Spring arrives!