Getting back to work on my second novel (code name Creed) has been more difficult than I anticipated. There have been websites to update, readergirlz designs and upcoming cool, secret things(!), little ones to send back to preschool, emails to answer...blogs to check...procrastination to accomplish...
Ahem. So to get my brain into thinking about Creed, I have begun work on a collage painting.
This is a bit momentous for me, because I haven't actually made art for four years. Yes, four years. Those of you who know me as an artist might be shocked. But the last piece of art I did was in memory of our little daughter, Ezri.
It's time to change that. Last night, three year-old daughter Lyra and I cut up little fabric squares and tore paper (Paradise Lost and Isaiah, for the curious) to lay down the foundations of our painting. It was fun. It was liberating.
I dreamed about the finished product last night, which will involve birds. Because birds are important to Creed in many ways, as is the idea of losing something in order to gain something else. Most importantly, there are the many layers we use to protect ourselves from each other, and those we need to peel away to find what we truly desire.