Just a moment...

I wanted to take a moment to say thank you to those who left a comment on the blog or emailed regarding my Thursday post. My confession to spring time blues and skull splitting sinus headaches seems to have struck a cord with many...who were generous enough to share their own stories with me. For that, I am truly grateful. 

The photo above was taken on Friday while out and about with my daughters. The discovery of the partial circle on the aged wooden wall was unexpected - it hadn't been there a few days before - which made it one of those little hidden joys one sometimes finds when least expected...and all the more precious because of it.

That's how I feel about the blogging world and the friendships it has brought. The blog was begun to get my name and art back out there in the art world after a 2 year hiatus. The friendships are the hidden joys that have occurred as a result...yes, of not looking for them, not expecting them.

And for that, I am grateful beyond words.

Thank You!

Thursday

Once again I find myself sitting in the studio, wanting to work, but not being able to for one reason or another. Numerous thoughts are running in place in my mind, trying to build up steam, trying to break through the inertia, trying...and failing.

To be honest, whatever is floating around in the air right now has my head feeling like it's going to explode at any moment. Actually I'd be perfectly fine with that because it would have to feel better afterwards. Might be a bit messy if it really did, but what good art studio isn't a tad messy?

A glance around the studio found my gaze resting on new tea bags for my stash. Breaking through a bit of inertia, I got the tea bag bin down and once again the beauty of the used bags struck me.

My collection has been growing for over a year now. Every now and then an idea for how to use them flits through my mind and I think one day...

And that got me to wondering what stashes other artists have that they look at and think one day...

Renewal

Rust renewal, that is. My rusting season has been brought to a temporary stop. The gears begged for a break, a chance to rest and renew their rusty coat. They're currently lounging around on the deck, enjoying the fresh air, soaking up the sun and nightly dew baths, listening to the birds sing of spring.

Me? I'm fighting off the thoroughly lousy mood this time of year brings now that we live in such a tree infested area. Each sprouting of a leaf means less sunlight reaches our house, means our backyard is fast becoming an enclosure of green, means...well, that I'm a not so nice person to be around right now. And that's an understatement.

I'm wondering, am I the only one who gets this springtime...moodiness, blues, grumpiness, blahs...call it what you will. Am I? If not, what do you do to overcome it?