Relaxation brings inspiration

The GOFA has had a busy week, here there and everywhere, so it was nice to spend yesterday together, no work, no cleaning, ignoring the daily chores. Near dusk, feeling somewhat contemplative and chilled, we headed to a local beach. We walked on the sand and found it was populated with an enormous array of shells. Many were in such good condition, that we began collecting them. I had taken off my footwear and socks, so we filled one of socks with our treasure.

Back home, when the set sun had forced us to abandon our foraging, I made a pattern with my collection, then stole some of the GOFA’s booty and found I had an idea for a design. We discussed it and played with the pieces, and before long, we had a decided on a concept for what I think will be a mosaic/sculpture. It’s great to have a creative mind, an artist, to give me ideas on how to go about making the idea a reality. It’s good to let the creative juices run into something tactile; so much of my days are spent in science and the technical, be it at work or in writing the text. I don’t even really get the time seriously sit down to write creatively; poetry is my one concession to creativeness, because it comes without warning and I can get a draft down relatively quickly.

Last night, I could not get the design out of my head. It was in my dreams, in my mind whenever I rolled over in bed, there when I woke. Now, not being an artist, I could be wrong, but I suspect that’s a sign that I found something I’m passionate about and should pursue. I’m going back to the beach today while the GOFA is out. I’m going to collect more shells and sometime in the next few weeks, I’m going to start on this design. I won’t go so far as to say artwork … we’ll see if I can project my mind’s eye into the real world first. I’m really quite excited!