It's getting noisey with creatures clamoring to be first in line for creation! Oh be still for awhile... At least let me drink my tea 1st!
It's been like this for 3 weeks now.
One after the other come knocking, no, banging! on the door of my imagination, stating matter of factly that 'I want to be done 1st'!! Then you've got the one's who, until now, have been waiting quite patiently, saying 'What about me?? I was here BEFORE them!!'
I really could do with one of those old-fashioned school bells to call timeout!!
I can't even switch off to go to sleep without at least one poking me into grumbling submission to scribble out a sketch of them, which is so vague (with sleep deprivation) that by morning i've got no idea what this blotchy mess with eyes is supposed to be?! Well, i'm sure it'll come back to me when i've started on the clay...
On the upside to all of this is the sense of Magick that seems to have gripped the house! Everything is prickling and shiney! Even shadows have a warm depth to them that you could climb into and get lost...
And so i welcome all the chattering and strange little lights, happy in the knowledge that these beings are sharing thier world with us and keeping the cats out of the studio and busy running up and down the stairs chasing goodness knows what?!
thankful
exhausted
contemplative
confused