Atop the old wooden blanket chest Daisy rests her head in the lap of the Mermaid.....everyday for long periods of time......sometimes during the day and sometimes in the evening, sometimes both. There are moments when Daisy will look up at the Mermaid and just stare at her face...then rest her head in her lap again....it is during those moments I believe secrets are being shared between them. Secrets I will never know. Secrets that seem to lull Daisy in to a quiet slumber. The Mermaid is usually not on the blanket box but was placed their temporarily, yet I hesitate to put her back for fear of upsetting the balance between feline and Mermaid. OR perhaps, imperceptible to us, the Mermaid raises her hand and massages Daisy's ear....which for Daisy equates to Nirvana....and that is the real secret to all of this.
I hope you are all having a good week!
P.S. While lolling about the last week+ feeling ick....my mind has been on how I want to redo my studio....YET AGAIN. I have to get it where it feels more inspiring and not just a catch all. Art has not been done in some time and it makes me feel so completely off balance. I've been asking myself.......can I call myself an Artimaginarian if I am not creating any art or even writing anything? I have listed the colors I want to paint the room....the things that need to be purged......how I want it to feel. It is imperative for me to get it just right....clear the surrounding chaos and relax in to a creativeness again. It's not an excuse for me, it's genuinely how I roll. The whole redoing and redoing again and again of the studio is a bit like Goldilocks.......I want, as I said, for it to feel....just right and so far it hasn't/doesn't. Even if it were a corner somewhere, or a table top and not a whole room I would still want it to make me feel good .....and fully receptive to the muse.
Are you like that? Do you need your creative environment, whatever that may consist of, to be a space that envelopes you heart, mind and soul?
