Mixed Media House - Peace
Every now and again, I find myself still up at 2 or 3am in
the morning, in the comfort of my studio, my 9x6 foot compact space that is all mine. I have usually got carried away on a project and lost
track of time unaware how late it has got. Everyone else is asleep snuggled in the
comfort of their beds, dreaming dreams of promises, adventures and
suspense. They stir as they drift in and out of their dream, a murmur or laugh as dream state interacts with real
time. I check in on them and duvets tell
the tale half on the bed the other half on the floor as they twirled in their
sleep.
The night still, the sounds of the house more prominent, the
sounds of the early birds and their comings and goings, the occasional car
passes by, headlights catching the lone foxes screeching to a mate in the
dark, finding the path to the garden over hedges and carefully placed wheelie bins. The outdoor cats return from their night
time quests through cat flaps with their mouse kill gift carefully placed on mats for their owners and bowls of food and water prepared, they find themselves on window ledges gazing out of windows closed the warmth of radiators and wait for sunrise.
I move from one project to the next, not aware of being
tired, fired up with creativity and play.
It brings back memories of childhood with a room of my own to spread my
wings, pop- star posters on the wall, record player and mirrors reflection, dreaming
dreams of growing up and having a place of my own, not a care to be found.
Those times are so peaceful; I can get lost in my creativity
and feel as if I have all the time in the world. As my bed calls I bring my creative play to a
close the birds chattering increases and I snuggle myself down under the covers
and loose myself in my dreams to sleep.
What area
of your home do you find most peaceful, how will you take time to encourage
yourself to take time out if only for 10 minutes. I hope you continue to join me on my journey over the weeks, as I share my mixed media houses and look back to the memories of home. I look forward to hearing about some some of your own memories. Blessings and peace to you!
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