I have been trying to cheer me up during the last few days but have failed badly. It is April after all, the hardest month of the year (up here) I think; the light is plentiful, but it is very harsh and the Mother Nature is cleaning the last bits of snow from her chambers and keeps dumping them down here... we got lots of new, white stuff this weekend.
a view from my desk
There is beautiful, blue sky one day and it is followed by many, grey, cold, windy ones... This does sound like complaining, doesn't it, and I had so decided to stop complaining about the weather, but April is so hard. I look at the date and it is already the 16th, so there is not that much left of April and then arrives May with magical light and the lake is set free from ice and I can once again wake up to the singing of birds in the morning and fall asleep at night listening to the lullaby of waves.
I could cope with the weather well, if only I had something to keep me occupied and something to keep my creative side of the brain functioning. But here I am without any desire to do anything. I am only writing this now, because I have a firm belief that this will pass and I want to share this, so that in case you have fallen into the same pit, you know that you are not alone. And if you are in the midst of your creative sea, keep sailing and enjoying and do not pay any attention to me, I am the one standing on a faraway rock, waving to you so that you don't hit the same rock and be grounded... oh... that was not such a good allegory...
I did not willingly end up in this position and I did not give up easily. I did try to fight back, but I think every move I have made has just resulted me sinking deeper.
Drawing: Going poorly. Nothing is working, as if my eyes don't see and my brain does not know how to command my hand. I have told myself, that this is the week to draw flowers (due to the Flower Crazy) but it seems that I am not able to.
Crochet: Have tried several different approaches, lace and tapestry, but no success. My results seem wonky and then I lose interest.
Knitting. I still have not figured out what to knit.
Embroidery. I would need a surface to embroider on and I don't know what to use for a surface.
Sewing. Took out some books and magazines and my trusty old patterns that I have used to make several easy, loose fitting, summer dresses and good, sturdy fabric in order to make a dress to wear at home, while puttering around the house, pinned the pattern to it, but that is where the story ends. Cannot seem to be able to proceed.
Quilting. Decided to start small, wanted to make a pincushion. Found this link and made one, but ended up goofing the instructions and ended up having this.
Ok, so I was not willing to give up so easily, so made another one and paid attention and it resulted in this, much better, but I have no desire to make more.
I bought couple of patterns in order to make bags, cut out the pattern pieces for one from paper and am waiting for the other ones to arrive by snail mail.
And as a final attempt, I asked for an invitation to Pinterest and yesterday I got it and I am just starting there (lenealve). There is hardly anything on my page yet, but Pinterest is a lovely place to bury oneself in times like this and to see what everybody else is doing and what they find inspiring.
It is the time to close this rant. (I am sorry to start your Monday with this, and am always little worried of making complaints out loud, I would rather not spread these feelings, but I could not squeeze out a creative post today.) I will come back as soon as I have something to show you, so that this post will not stay on top for the whole week. I am so looking forward to put all this behind and be happily doing something else.
Until then, wool, as always,