I don't know how many of you have moved your studios and been unable to create for weeks on end so I don't know how many of you will be able to relate to what I am writing.
We have just moved.
I spent at least 2 months sorting and packing which also meant only creating sporadically. Another month or so moving back and forth and only now am I beginning to unpack my boxes.
Creation for me is solace, meditation and tranquility. This time when moving it has been harder for me. It could be because I am getting older or because i had begun to get into a routine of work and felt uprooted.
There is another way of looking at it, its a new adventure. A time for change and rejuvenation. A time to sort through "stuff" and downsize, give away, let go and only keep what is necessary.
I am an optimist by nature, so this will be an adventure.
It also helps that I am finally finding my stuff. This week I found my winter pieces and today opened the autumn box.
It always delights and awes me when I find something that I have created. I often feel like Rumpelstiltskin . taking straw and converting it into "gold" I do that with fabric scraps. I don't always share the "before" so one doesn't always see the difference.