|This strange point of view illustrates the varying heights of each block.|
It feels great to get back to this space. I’ve been away for so long. What’s funny is it’s not a physical space I missed- no matter how hard I try to forge that bond. No, it’s a hypothetical space and a mental space. Lately my head has been too full of scrolling to-do lists, a ticker tape of high priorities. I had no time or energy to pursue creative ventures, not even vicariously.
But, when the din of my event died down and the silence crept back in I began to imagine my space. I envisioned my desk as a clutter-free surface on which I could place my laptop and mouse as others do. There I could turn on some tunes and begin tackling some pesky family projects. And after making headway on those projects I imagined myself stamping and painting and writing at my art table, directly behind my desk. While dreaming of these utopian moments I tried to imagine my space completed as in the pages of a magazine with attractive furniture, art, and pleasing places for the eyes to rest. But in reality- my artsy crafty supplies push at their restrictive boundaries and the inept furniture struggles to perform tasks never intended. And in all honesty, in my best months, I spend very little time in my zone. It simply exists too far from my true home-office, the kitchen.
So, you see, it’s best that the space I’ve missed so much is not my chair and table, but rather the headroom to ponder color and light, shape and line, layers, and words and pattern. It’s good to be back!
|Here are all the mini masterpieces just waiting for their new home.|
Have a glorious week!