Thursday Thoughts...

“And then an epiphany. The thing taking shape in that everydayness. And you, recognising the point when the work comes together, gelling as if by magic, seeing the light glimmer in the opening at the end in the near distance where there is another beginning". 

Moya Costello

Sometimes I wish to be a writer. A person who can capture and express the moments, the magic, the interaction and the essence of things. These words by Ms Costello do this so well.

They somehow capture that mercurial moment of creation; as if the work is being unveiled before you, even as you make it.  That from another realm it appears now in the everydayness. And yet, you can see a way away, the next moment where it coalesces again, only to re-form.

Oh those moments!

It is marvellous at times to step outside yourself and observe.  To observe the way the work evolves and gets made. The  decisions that are made without making them. The lightning bolts that suddenly guide the next steps.  It is one of my greatest joys that I get to participate in this alchemy.

Sometimes you make the work. Sometimes the work makes itself. Sometimes the work makes you.

The beginning of something special... I would have loved a sunburnt country