What began on 1st of December as 25 small balls of leftover yarn from years of big projects has made my December a bit more mindful, a bit more creative. I am proud to have completed the first wearable thing I created as I went without any plan and “painting” with scraps, texture and color. Turned out a good 75″ wingspan and 36″ depth.
I took it to the labyrinth to photograph on a nearby mossy log. Walking the labyrinth as is my New Year tradition, (give or take – I know it’s not quite New Year’s Eve, but I’m a working gal) I asked for and received auspicious signs for my 2020 dreams. Labyrinths always allow me to come away with clearer mind, even if walked in the gently dripping fog as today.
Wishing you a joyous New Year, decade, everything, rest of our lives, tomorrow.
My word for 2019 was Welcome, and boy did I let go of a ton of stuff: 15 years of belongings, reminders of past traumas, housing, grown daughter, self-image, and welcomed in some change by the end. 2020 is shaping up to be a year of Create. It’s really the only word that fuels my fire at the moment. Create, create, create. Create new way of working each evening after finishing up old way of working to pay bills. Create new designs. Create stable living space. Create collaborations. By end of 2020, I want to be transformed by creating.
How about you?