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Re-entering

Re-entering my life after a period of absence.  Trying myself out again. Do I still engage with knitting, spinning, art, creativity?  How have these elements changed in my life during my period of vacation?

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Let me re-introduce myself.  I am re-grounding.  I set up perimeters to establish routine, ritual, habits.  Boundaries and disciplines enabling devices to think straight and channel direction.

First on the list is walking.  Daily.  Not just walking, which has to be done everyday with the dogs, but walking with awareness and attention.  I notice the ordinary becoming extraordinary.  Smells, sounds, sights.  I am gaining a sense of place which reflects in my work.

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Second, I love what is around me and take time to enjoy the everyday stuff of life.  Feeding the birds, growing plants, trying to engage with details.  I have slowed my pace.

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I am working again.  Drawing and making art.  I established a routine of between 10 and 30 minutes a day.  This has become a ritual.  Already I have worked everyday for over 22 weeks.  To my astonishment I find that I am establishing a body of work.  Out of the discipline of everyday work new ideas emerge and forge forward.  I am excited and feeling positive.  I am becoming the artist I am but it is happening from within, quietly, surely.

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Spinning and knitting have slipped into new roles of calm and purpose without any rush, comparison.  Like the art, they are acts more of meditation and reflective process than about the need to complete and critique.

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I am reading…………….. consuming words and concepts as if I was back at uni again!  Discovering like minds and companions who speak the same or similar language to me.  Also those who dont.  Other minds, disciplines, ways of seeing.  Lifelines.

Not so much hands to hold but lights in the darkness.

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How green is green?

My walk this evening with the dogs. I love green. Is it any wonder? To me it is obvious why I hand paint yarn! Nothing in nature is a flat single colour. These are my surroundings, just out of my back gate. These beautiful myriad of colours change every day and every season all of the time. This is my influence. This is my visual inspiration. These are the colours I choose, sometimes in the details, sometimes in the shadows, sometimes in the full sun and sometimes just because they are there.

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Dad and pup off exploring in the stream. Pup and mum walk home. Pup has adventures in the long grass. All the dogs enjoying the cooler evening, beautiful light and long cool grasses.

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Perfect way to spend an evening.

Five Minutes Peace.

Lull after the storm? These pups are robust healthy bouncing terrorists now. They devise ways to get out and explore everything. They are the cutest, most gorgeous babies ever (well in my book), but starting the day is a challenge. Looking on the bright side, I have two starts to my day now. The first start involves lots of noise and madness. The pups all yelling at the top pitch of their voices demanding everything NOW, and the other dogs wanting to rush out to the garden to get away from the chaos and noise. Just trying to put out 6 pups, two at a time without letting them back in takes skill and strategy which is not always present at 6 in the morning. Then they need mucking out (always a delightful task) and their food preparing and cooling. You would have thought that once in the garden the noise would disperse to a degree, but absolutely not!

 

After the clean bed and warm yummy breakfast they have a bit of mummy and finally peace is restored. The older dogs and I just flop on my newly clean kitchen floor and take a note of silence. Silence is indeed golden I have to tell you! Maybe it needs a bit of contrast (like a full on hurrican of activity and noise) to be appreciated to the extent that I am coming to appreciate it. The big dog (father of this litter) usually gives a huge sigh followed by a long low groan while stretching out (this activity covers half the kitchen floor) and he then shuts his eyes and sleeps. Mum is resigned and both delighted and appalled by her ever growing offspring. She just curls up (not an option with the babies) and waits for me to grab a coffee and then take them out for a walk in the valley.

 

Yesterday I took them down by the stream and let them mooch around in the water enjoying the smells and puppy free zone. The noise is different and not our problem so the birds filling the sky with celebration and sex seems quite nice really. A sort of symphony to spring and new life.

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The banks are full of primroses and violets . The cowslips are bursting out too and I even saw Stitchwort in bloom yesterday. Wood anemones are in flowering and wont last long in this spring rush. Its almost as if the doors were shut for ages and then when they opened everything wanted to get out and be seen first! Catkins came and went, the new leaves pushing them out of the way. The Hawthorne is out and the May is rivalling for position in the hedges . There has been a silent explosion in the valley which astonishes me everyday with its intensity. The dogs are somewhat less impressed I have to say.

 

 

Meanwhile back at the ranch so to speak, the labelling is going at full pelt now for the show. My world is full of dogs and wool (cant think of anything better really). Skeining up my new creations and doing the final dry. Then the labelling (endlessly) and finishing off of samples. Remembering everything I need to take to the show without the wrench of leaving the puppies in capable hands takes some concentration.

 

Then here comes my big sigh……………………………. Five minutes peace………………………….. And then my second start to the day………………….