Memories are really important to me. They help me through difficult times and give hope.
They also remind me, to treasure the time we have together, like the waterglasses I brought back from a painting trip to Toscana and which I use at every family dinner: remembering my trip but also every time I sit down with my family to celebrate, to share a meal, to laugh together, tease each other and share our lifes.
And they also remind me of good friends, adventures shared and new adventures planned.
Bloom, the first thought is always of flowers, blooms on a tree or my much loved orchids.
What is needed for blooms to form: seeds, nourishment, time...
Time was needed for these blooms to flourish too:
More than 20 years in the making, this was one of my first finishes 2016. Embroidery is something I feel the need to do now and again, but the urge is usually gone after some days or a week or two. So I got into the habit of having some season appropriate projects in my storage to get out, whenever I HAVE TO HAVE something to embroider. Finishing this decade old project felt so good even though it will not come to the honour it deserves until Chrismas 2016, that I immediately started looking for something else to finish and lo and behold: flowers as well, much simpler but heartwarmingly funny:
That was, when the analogy struck: My shelves are full of seeds, the only thing they are missing is time spent on them to nourish projects and bring them to bloom. Be it fabrics, wool, fibers, paint, beeds - everything waiting for the appropirate time.
OK, I think it is time to dive deep into my seed stash and bring them to bloom and not choke them under adding more seeds to be forgotten as soon as something else catches my eyes. Being creative with what is there and not with looking for more but also owning up to seeds that have dried up and will never bloom and getting rid of them.
And now I'm off, looking for hidden seeds on my bookshelves to see what treasures bloom there without me realizing it.
I am not big on new years resolutions, choosing a word for the year or things like that, though I know that they work for many people quite well. So for this year I have the intention to go through life more conciously, not just talk about healthy eating but hold myself responsible for actually doing it, planning out my menus, taking my homecooked lunch to the office and cut out sugar and mindless eating of cookies.
And I have also decided to join my friend Karin's 52 weeks of creativity challenge. While I had in mind that it would get me drawing more, already the first weeks theme "Music" got my mind working. Living in Vienna, growing up with the wonderfull tradition of starting the new year with a magnificent concert - and this year's New Years Concert of the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra with Mariss Jansons as conductor was especially good - there were many ideas like drawing a musical instrument, or attempting to draw the building of Musikverein, where the concert is held every year.
But while sitting at my spinning wheel, thinking about what music means to me and my life, I suddenly realised that there are many different kinds of music. And this one I love very much at the moment:
Looking forward to 51 more challenging weeks of fun!