I'm finally feeling like I'm back to the land of the creative. My knee surgery was very successful. I'm out driving and going to the gym and PT.
I think most of the drugs are out of my system and other than taking more naps than usual I feel great.
I've been wandering in and out of the studio the past two weeks hoping to feel inspired. I would sit in my chair, stare out the window and wait. Zip, nada, nothing.
I have projects that need work but there was absolutely no interest in working on any of them.
I remember this feeling from the last surgery.
Today, I decided to take a different approach. The sun was shining into the studio, the cats had found their own private pile of fabric to sleep on and as a dear friend says, life is good.
I picked up a bolt of muslin and decided to cut out 12 1/2" squares, 4 1/2"x6 1/2" and 5 1/2"squares. The first is the right size for any crazy quilting I might want to do, the second backing for fabric postcards and the third for an idea that I would use them as little journal sample quilts. Maybe start working on some different projects that I wanted to experiment with but didn't want to invest in a larger quilt format. Harmless, mindless cutting of fabric seemed to ease the pressure to produce something. It allowed my mind to wander and it was as if I had opened a window and waved a bright colorful flag to alert the MUSE that she was needed again.
Before I realized it I had finished cutting and had moved on to pick up a piece of fabric sitting on another pile of fabric. That led to another Storyteller block. I lost track of time, I was in the creative zone. As I worked I could hear, in the distance, a story developing about an elephant and a child. I don't have all the details, I'm sure that will develope later. I'm pleased that I found a way to get the creative energy flowing again.