No good – my studio feels cramped. My patterns are coming out cranky and my ideas are currently amassed in a give-away pile. I hate wasting fabric. I hate crooked seams and embittered mock ups. I Don’t Do This.
Maybe it’s the heat. The flowers are wilting in the garden. The house is clean but feels like it needs a thorough dusting and sweeping anyway. There are small piles of things to be put away in places they don’t quite fit.
The muse has left for happier climates. My face is broken out in dots of stress and irritability. I’m dig -digging a hole and I need to put down the shovel. I think I need to clean and rearrange and let go.
I need to find the magic. Swim in a secret swimming hole. Kick off my shoes and stop worrying about snakes and wasps and dirt. The inspiration for s/s12 is a nymph or dryad. Of course I know that they shy away at being too adult and too forced.
I’m showing you a magic dress. I have one and I made another for a sassy friend of mine named Apple. Well I call her Apple and the name fits.
It’s hand tucked and pleated. Handwork seems to be my speed recently. This dress is balm to a weary spirit. Maybe my dryad and nymph muses will come back to me when they get a glimpse of this.
This week I’ve learned: You can’t force it. (and shaking it doesn’t help much either).
Hang in there girl! The muse can never be forced, but usually comes out when you immerse yourself in a) helping others, b) moving your body (dancing, anyone?) or cooking up a storm of something. I also talk to my muse and let her know that I have showed up, I am waiting to do the work and all I am doing now is waiting on her. I promise not to yell at her (since she is obviously late) and will “buy” her a glass of wine at the end of the day. Sometimes that works. My muse likes wine. 🙂
It’s so beautiful.
My muse likes wine too! Maybe my muse needs to write yours a letter and invite her over for wine. …and chocolate…ALL muses like chocolate.
(and that dress!) I am a lucky girl.
WANT ONE! no…seriously. let’s chat.
I know. It’s lovely. Sadly – the fabric is gone. As in, from existence. While I know this is hard news and I have broken your heart, have courage – there will be another fabric that comes along and makes your insides hurt. ;p
Um, I think the muse might have gotten stuck in that gorgeous (oh-my-god-beautiful-gorgeous-i-love-it-so) dress!!!!! Can you get more fabric like that???? I want one too.
Alas – no – I searched. It was exquisite, ridiculously expensive and like a siren just begging to be made into that confection. BUT -these magic threads do indeed come along. I’ll let y’all know when the next ones find me…
SB – I just want to let you know that it is almost November and I am still thinking about this dress. Of course, now I am also loving my pink siren dress and coveting the new turquoise beaut you’ve created. Your eye and your talent to bend things you find into what you want them to be amazes me.
thank you love – I needed that -I’m embarking on a wee change for Ua and that is stalwart support. love it. thank you.