:: day one, getting started again... ::

journalling is helpful for me

 I don't usually have a problem getting started on new projects...I have lots of things unfinished - UFOs, yes indeed.

form drawing

 But...getting me into art again has been a very slow, painful, protracted process. I had made up so many reasons/excuses/beliefs about why I wouldn't start, yes indeed.

more form drawing

I've been reading lots about creativity and motivation, talking lots about how to get started, visiting shows and openings, talking to artists -heck I've even attracted artists for close friends and neighbours (!!) and everything I read or hear seems to say the same stuff to me - only I can do this, only I can choose it, only I can want it enough to make it happen. And if I practise it daily, or as near to as I can, then magic will happen...

Here's to magic and making a daily practise of creating seriously happen...

:: III: microlandscape ::

 I've remembered again, today. In fact, I woke up thinking about moss and concrete!

At first glance - that is if noticing something like this is even on the radar for many busy humans - there's just a bit of inconvenient weedy-looking stuff happening in the driveway/path, RIGHT? (I think that's what most humans might conclude of the above growth).

Looking closer wonderment takes over upon the discovery of a miniature landscape - fully operational - the Earth is literally installing a nature strip in the middle of the driveway - tiny blade of grass by tiny blade of grass. Just look at that miraculous little thread of sap green-coloured moss bordering the concrete.

Like an island of green in a sea of grey...two of my favourite colours, by the way. And what is an island actively doing? Why making humus, or soil - enough so to grow some grass.

Such hope can be perceived in the stalwart strength of the organism that strikes out and colonises...CONCRETE! 

what these images represent is inspiring for me today - how about you?

:: art in the early evening sunshine ::

we live a short drive away from this bountiful beach, literally covered in driftwood and pumice.  We do our best to make excuses to have to get over there for a forage and scavenge on a reasonably regular basis.

As the sun slowly slips lower in the sky there are beautiful plays of light and once the treasures have been found, my mind begins to want to play with what's around me. 

"L.O.V.E." in driftwood on the dune has been in existence for over two months now, with only the occasional need to repair.  It can been seen from the road, is made of natural material and is over a metre and a half tall.  I smile when I see it and I hope others do, too.