Busy, busy, busy working hard in my new little studio at Trumpet Corner. Enjoying meeting all the lovely people and decorating the space with work old and new. I am rediscovering lots of unfinished pieces that I now have time to develop and designing new items for Christmas gifts. At the grand opening on Saturday I was pleased to share the indoor room with Jenny from Stroud with her beautiful mirrored mosaics. Such an interesting lady. I hope that our paths cross again in the future.
This is also an opportunity for me to discover early mornings, I am usually working until the small wee hours and collapsing into bed in exhaustion having stayed up just that bit too long. Now I can appreciate Homer's references to 'dawn with her rosy fingers' as I watch the sun rise in the east as the light rises up over the hill before I set off to Trumpet along the road through Much Marcle and Pixley. Bed time is getting earlier and earlier and I am gradually beginning to adjust to living by the clock once again. There is a part of me that still lingers in that place where time is an irrelevance and reality is just a construct of the mind. A friend's son recently described the two of us as 'living in the land of Fable'. I only appear to step out of it for a while. Fortunately, the ever present imagination kindles the creative flame and keeps my feet firmly planted in the air.