11 June 2009
My creative space...
Its a beautiful Tasmanian winter's day. Mist, rain, puddles and sooo cold!! I'm snuggling near the fire and the record player while the owlets hide in the big couch cubby. I'm kept extra warm under the heavy crocheted blanket in the foreground. I didn't crochet all those beautiful green granny squares, it was Swayer's mum who crocheted them, perhaps on a similar Tasmanian day in a different creative space more than 30 years ago.
I'm adding to the collection of hair clips for the next market in a couple of weeks. The kettle's boiling, so there will be a cuppa in a few minutes and maybe some pikelets... I love how creative spaces change. Wouldn't creative space time lapse be wonderful?