here's a bit of a story for you. for the past few weeks - during my whole 'period of no creativity' - i've been having some sleepless nights. not because of any particular worrying factors but because this year a bunch of crows have decided to live on our street. at 5am every morning they get up and fly up and down and up and down and up and down our street squawking their damn heads off! about 2 nights ago we decided to give up and close the window at night and i have since had the most beautiful peaceful sleep, undisturbed by crows or anything.
yesterday i purchased a pack of modeling clay - i had been thinking about trying to do something 3-d - what i have NO idea! - it was cheap and i thought well, let's give it a go and get the ol' brain thinking about something other than the fact that i'm not drawing at the mo'.
last night during my blissful sleep i had the most creative and inspiring dream. in it i located my dream studio, overcame evil forces responsible for stealing my creative spirit and started making strange little bowls from clay. i woke up completely refreshed (can't remember the last time this happened) and really looking forward to a day in the studio.
alas, the desire to draw has not yet returned but i did make some little bowls from my modeling clay and they look like they did in my dream - just imagine what you made at school when you were 5 and you're there. bliss.