I had my first day back in the studio after a looooong time, yesterday.
I thought I’d go in and check to see if the creative spirit is still alive, or has gone off to go and haunt some other poor soul.
I can tell you that I can still make frames, and that the possibilities are endless. The ideas have come and created a log jam in my head, as there are so many of them. I don’t know where to start, which is a relief of sorts.
I once saw someone on TV (who paints as a hobby) saying that she has so many ideas that they are snapping on the heels of each other, and that anyone who is “sitting around waiting for inspiration” is either a liar or lucky to have that much free time on their hands.
Unfortunately the person who said that was Anneka Rice.
