Counting sheep for weeks now, can't seem to get grip on a normal sleeping pattern.
To skip a night or two is great for my creativity. Ideas open up easier in the wee hours of the night. And as tiredness takes over the inner critic shuts down. Once a month it's a good place to be.
Now, I'm just walking on my last reserves, energeticly and emotionally.
That's a state I despise. Small things matter to much, I get overwhelmed by feelings. Daily life feels like a constant struggle.
Depressing thoughts take over.
Beltane seems lightyears away.
Time to visit my inner place of power
and find first peace,
joy will follow :)
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
I had the best rainy tuesday, having the home to myself.
Enjoying the solitude.
Made some more drawings on a cardboard box.
and take these two Foggels out in the little garden.
They look a little scared, small birds in a big world.
Just like me.
At home I don't have to be brave.
That's what I love,
just to be me
and play a little.
O my, having posted this I decide to google Foggels, to see if the word is already out there. To me it sounds like a strange way of saying the dutch word for birds - vogels-.
Ahum, it already has a meaning; Foggels; when you place your testicals over someones eyes to blind them.
Now they really make me laugh.
And am wondering what word there is for breasts who do the same. Boggels?
Friday, April 17, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Today I had a good time playing in the woods with a bunch of great children.
And now just happy to be alone in my studio again.
Having visions of a little house made out of cardboard boxes with lots of my strange drawings.
In my art I'm on a eternal quest for magic.
Working with the children made me again realise that magic lies in ordinary things.
The wonder is in the eyes of the beholder.
I'm dancing in the spring rain, spreading fairy dust to you.
Monday, April 6, 2009
Working with cardboard boxes.
Try to draw the world inside my soul. See what's in the boxes in my heart.
Notice how the tapes in my head are playing the same tunes on and on.
( -I draw like shit-, -I'm a crap artist- )
Spend some time with my fears.
Take a breath, or maybe four.
But most of all, I enjoy the spring. The fresh green, the little flowers and the warm sunshine.
Energy for free :)