SHOW ME A SIGN

I let the creative juices bubble up yesterday and decided this was what I wanted to do with this piece.

I like that she is nested in her creative energy sitting on a swing letting her art energy propel her.  There are times when I am comtemplating an art piece, and I am asking my muse to "show me a sign"...  but I have found in my art that stomping my feet and demanding action gets me no where.  With all things in life,

you just need to have faith and trust and as my wise daughter will add:  "a little fairy dust".

I love that girl of mine.

NOW

on to the next art piece.

SITTING ON A CREATIVE NEST

I am sitting in this nest (spiritually) this morning, contemplating ideas for art.  I have a rotten cold that is

making me feel utterly uncreative.  I have pieces to do for an art show (delivery this Sunday afternoon)

I am late, late, late for an important date.  But I am determined to sprout wings and fly regardless

of this cold. 

I bought two old rusty swing set seats with chains several years ago and have been wanting to use them

in a shelf assemblage of some sorts.  The bird nest is real.. the old bed springs from a dump in someone's back field, and the wings cut from some lovely old screen that had white paint slurped wildly all over.

I love that.  Who painted that screen? Why not neatly?  I think of these things when I am reclaiming

things I have randomly collected from anywhere and everywhere.  How many happy kid's bottoms

soared into the blue sky feeling the wind on their faces while sitting on the swing?  And now these elements come to me asking for a new life, a new meaning.  It's joy full for me.  It is ART that makes me forget this

rotten cold. 

NOW

I am ready to do my art.