inspiration

(a teeny tiny sneak peek at book art)

if you were to come visit me anytime in the last several days, you'd find me in my painting clothes, hair pinned up, music on (loving the be good tanyas lately), the house in complete disarray. i would be alone, missing my man whose been in colorado for the past week and my dog would be sprawled out our our bed, asleep and happy. you'd see several dried out tea bags on the counter, mail piled up, even delivered boxes unopened. you'd find me up late, late late into the wee hours of the morning with dried paint and gel medium all over my hands. it's been a cocooned world around here lately. the weather has been blissfully reminiscent of the northwest and i'm loving every moment of it.

i found inspiration, and she has me focused and not at all worried or concerned with anything else. tomorrow, i return to the real world, to the radiation/oncology clinic where i will inevitably be inspired some more. then, john returns home. and the inspiration continues. then the weekend arrives with a day off just for play for the two of us.

i know myself well. just when the curve of life tilts down, it's back up again with a view of the horizon. i notice when i chat with my friends lately, i'm talking a lot about my stuff. my hard. my guts. my alone-ness. my moodiness that seems to have permeated the tone of my life lately. talking helps. having good, solid, non-judgmental friends who have known me forever helps. it's part of what gives way to inspiration which is the ultimate healer.