Back to the Drawing Board

My last post was all about the joys of raw food. Now it's back to studious creation... It's freeezing cold here. Woke up to see snow on the distant mountains a couple of mornings ago. Wow. Just two days before it was around 36 degrees centigrade! That's the West Coast of Africa for ya! My studio is cosy with the heater on and me wrapped in a cashmere shawl from India and a mohair blanket Brian bought for me from the Klein Karoo festival. Yup-it's that c-c-c-cold. Sipping rooibos mixed with green tea and ginger. I am drawing, drawing and drawing. I have been dreaming up a flourish of natural fantasy designs for a range. Textile and stationery designs have always grabbed my attention and enthused my creative juices! So, now I'm thinking : why not add my signature to that rich world of inspiration... I'll be loading the visuals here soon... I'm dreaming proteas, birds, squiggly things and twigs, pollen and insects and pollination - leathery weathered browns, ashy greys and deep chocolate with accents of vivid neons and shiny jewel colours. Yummmy! I am getting soooo into ink and aquarelle. The texture I can create on really good quality watercolour paper is simply marvelous, darling! I have created a huge pinboard with all my inspiration and visions and wishlists etc-it's growing daily. I'm such a typical artist-such a bipolar character- this morning I called my sister feeling utterly down - so low, low, low. And now I'm skipitty doo da day! Not sure what happened in between...huh?? Tralalala...( and no, i don't do drugs) I am feeling grateful for life. Grateful for love. Grateful for the stars that shine in the blue black velvet sky. I am grateful, down right grateful- to the very core of my being -for the breathing in of this sweet air, the smell of my little boy's mussed up hair, the sun the rain and the sweet mother Earth. I realised through this day that started so badly, that I am in such a hurry. Why? I don't know. And the hurry scurry is taking away this moment that I have to be. Just being me -who I'll always be no matter what happens or what I do or how others see me. It'll always just be me with me. And that's ok enough. Tiger chillin'. Just Be-ing. Some delightful photos coming soon-you will probably swoon-so get yisself a chair and let down yo' hair....;) xx