So.
Here we are, already over half way through the year. How on earth did that happen? Seems like only yesterday I was at the start of the year with twelve months spread out before me, ripe with possiblities.
Of course, that was then. This is now.
Being ill derailed me for months, during which time I completely lost my mojo in almost all areas of my creative life. I didn't set foot in my lovely craft room for weeks on end, as it just felt too dispiriting.
My few attempts at anything minitature related failed miserably, which weren't just dispiriting, they were downright depressing. So I sort of gave up. The only creative endeavour at which I persevered was crochet, and even then my results were lacklustre.
Of course, my malaise wasn't purely due to my being unwell. We're now almost 5 years into what is often innacurately described as a 'cancer journey'. It's not a journey... for me, a journey conjures images of a trip through stunning scenery... rolling hills and sunlit uplands, glimpses of sparkling blue sea, with vistas opening up to glorious expanses of coastline.
THAT'S a journey!
A much better description would be 'cancer slog'. An exhausting endurance trek from trial to tribulation, with only the occasional temporary reprieve and light relief from the soul-sapping quagmire of daily existence.
Nihilistic? Moi?!?
So yes, I have most definitely been very down in the dumps. My normal resilience has worn paper-thin and as a result it's been difficult to find much pleasure in the things which usually make my heart sing.
But.
Recently I've been feeling a glimmer of interest in resuming some of my languishing projects. I've unearthed all the little dolls which have been boxed up, waiting for their hair and hats.
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| Semi-dressed dolls awaiting wigs and bonnets |
I've also found the components for some kits from many years back so I'm playing around with ideas for those. And I've been looking in my boxes of 'stuff I should have finished ages ago' with fresh eyes and tentatively renewed enthusiasm.
Quite how long this will last is anybody's guess, but I'm seizing on this unexpected creative positivity with both hands and imploring the universe to comply.










