Well, its all sitting here. Every time I have to walk by it, something reaches out and grabs me and clings to me until I promise to come back and make it into something. That's how an artist' mind works. You think they are not paying attention, but we really are........it's just that we are not paying attention to you.
Everything has a place somewhere in our creative mind. Sometimes that mind is a forest and we are too deep in to see the trees. We also, are very emotionally involved. How it makes us feel, is how it comes into being. Are we oversensitive? Oh, yes, a big yes to that.
We get into trouble because we are usually dawdlers......spending way too long looking at things.......figuring out how they fit where ever we are at the time.....I got into trouble with my mother in law when I was newly married because I spent too much time looking at the things in her house when I should have been looking at her when she was talking. I suppose, I was distracted, and didn't hear her......frankly, I am a little disappointed when people come to my house, and they do not look. They give me undivided attention......and I have spent all my time making my surroundings creative juices and spent no time on myself........
My husband says all artists are weird. He uses the term "weird" losely.....and lovingly. He means to say that we don't fit into "his" world. He has spent a lot of time trying to keep me conservative......I would for sure be one of those old ladies people point at and giggle......but the true stifled artist says, "I wish I had the courage to be myself".
Everytime I see someone over 60 expressing themselves artistically, I want to applaude, and God knows how much I envy their freedom. Now, I can only enjoy little girls and their freedom to "express" their creative selves.....They are little "works of art" to me....
I will be back when I start creating......soon......I promise.