I went to the NEC to visit a show, the Creative Craft show and had such a lovely day. I got myself on shopping TV, had a go with a new medium and joined in a watercolour painting half hour for free and produced something perfectly fridge-worthy. I may have become addicted to Lavinia stamps and have done nothing but watch their demos since I got back.
It does you good, a day out. I had my head filled with new ideas. It also kick started some doll ideas too, so today I shall get myself sat down dolling. It needed to be done, I have orders and now ideas.
One of the great aspects of a day out with the like-minded is what happens when you put hundreds of creative people in the same space, the air almost crackles with invention. Vast numbers of visitors were middle aged ladies, like me. There were one or two very patient husbands in tow, carrying bags. I had taken the smallest suitcase on wheels, which doesn’t have to be talked to or in any way interrupt the flow of ideas to the grey matter, which is a very good thing.
I spent the next couple of days writing because I had chapters knocking inside my head, desperate to get out but now they are safely on paper, it’s me for the glue and the draping medium and the watercolour stuff and the glorious mess.
I am so glad to be in the space that I am and in my head where I am. A year ago and only ten months ago, things looked very different. I am reminded with such joy that the only constant in the universe is change.