I made this small piece Friday and Saturday, which is significant in that: a) I finished something in two days! and b) I set out do something specific and accomplished it. I am so often inspired by the things I see around me - on the street, in the park, perusing pictures of art on the interwebs. I get that tiny snag of a feeling that there is something that I want to try - to mimic a shape or echo a texture or capture a feeling. Then, sometime later, I sit down with empty hands and a little bit of time and am left feeling empty of inspiration. Too little time devoted to quiet and introspection? Workspace too messy? Feeling pressured to do something fantastic? I'm not sure what the exact problem is, but it's a common one for me. So for the week ahead I have a tiny little intention - to stop and follow at least one of these tiny ideas and see if it blooms.
Why did this one work? Maybe because the thing I was trying to capture is simple (there is a lesson there, for sure). Maybe the combination of mood and space and time aligned. I'm just hoping that I can do it again, and soon, because there are SO MANY little ideas pestering me and I want to feel this satisfaction again. Soon. So for the week ahead I have a tiny little intention - to stop and follow at least one more of these tiny ideas and see if it blooms.