Showing posts with label simplicity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label simplicity. Show all posts
Tuesday, 5 February 2013
The space between
What's it all about? This life; what is it for? Where am I going on this journey?
I ask myself questions about life, and love and spirituality and creativity and the answers I find are translated in to the themes of my work. I like to take the time to think and reflect. Grandma's death reminded me that I love to write. I love to write letters, and to receive them and to have those deeper conversations on life and who we are, who each of us are as unique beings.
I recently attended a Refectory Table course called 'Telling your story'. It gave me time to think about who I am and where I am going....in a creative business development way. As with the previous course I attended there, I hadn't realised how much I'd be looking myself in the face. Pete Mosley's expertise as a creative mentor meant that I finished the day with a clear view of who I am and what makes me tick.
So what is that? My creativity is a huge part of me, and carries itself in to each and every part of my life, my home, family, garden, cooking, making. But, I like the stillness in the gaps between the business of life. I like simplicity.
I put together a basket of 'me'. In it there is my knitting, a diary, an ipod shuffle with meditation music on, a writing pad. Given a half hour to myself I get something out of here, knit or write a letter and feel put back in touch with myself, and with that peace within.
That peace within I try to carry in to my work. In the simple things I find my muse. Celebrating the shared wonder of love and light, beauty, home and family and the transience of it all.
Friday, 1 February 2013
Simple Utility
Utility - the amount of satisfaction you get from consuming goods and products.
There is nothing more satisfying than investing in the right tool for the job. The items that become an extension of us, used again and again, that wear the patina of life. They stay with us until all their potential has been exhausted and then some live on; a testament to our friendship.
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