Odds and Ends of Life

I just read a newsletter about growing as an artist. Right now, I am not growing. I think I am going through the dormant part of the cycle. I haven't had a creative thought, urge or dream for weeks. I haven't touched the torch and I haven't even wandered out to the studio. My blog, shops and website have been just sitting there getting full of cobwebs and dust. But I have been busy with things like cleaning, dusting, painting walls and even cleaning and purging what has been lurking in the closets.

I woke up this morning thinking about glass, so the dormancy may be coming to an end. I also ran across a couple of things in those closets that have my creative mind whirring just a bit.


One is a chess set that was packed away for years and years. The starkness of the black and white along with the fierce faces has me thinking more about angles and edges rather than colors. Tucked away in the corner of an old building we needed to clean out, we found an old coffee can full of these small railroad spikes. I thought they were interesting so I brought them home. That was a few years ago and I ran across them as I was cleaning the closets. I still don't know what I will do with them, but they too have me thinking about how shape and angles and hard edges have a beauty outside of where I usually go.