Inspiration is a weird thing. I've been feeling a bit glum for the last few months and frankly, a little uninspired. My studio is a mess with bits of half finished work laying here and there, surrounded by rejected sketches that haven't even made it to the trash can. Honestly, I think it's the weather, which has not been cooperating with my Spring desires.
Then today, as I surveyed the mess—which is now expanding to the dining room because I don't want to walk into my studio—I was nearly ready to shut the door. Then I saw this poor little rabbit that I'd started a month or two ago. At the time, I wasn't quite sure how I wanted him to end up—I think I was thinking something along the lines of 'who doesn't love a bunny rabbit?'—but oddly enough, a vision hit me today as I thought of the strange juxtaposition of baby animals and the resurrection, Christianity and the rather commercial holiday of Easter.
The rabbit feels suddenly significant in that my dear kitty, Mina, has recently passed and she was considered our "Velveteen Rabbit" —scruffy, but oh so loved.
There will be color on this piece and a cross of some sort incorporated into a necklace. I am pondering using a silver cross that my mom brought me back from Mexico last week. That means the piece will be for me.
Which lead to another revelation: I feel best when I'm creating for me. Thinking about what others may want has only clouded my thoughts in recent months. And it's time to turn the focus inward again.
I realize that I am at my best when I create from the heart and not from the brain!
Well, duh.
It's always something simple that reveals the truth to us.
And with that, my friends, it's time to get to work!
P.S. I may have to tell you about my Rooster dream in a few days. I'm still trying make sense of THAT one!
