Sahra and I went to the gem show in Denver this weekend with Elias in my carrier, asleep on my chest. I get so excited at these shows I feel like I might just explode.
It's like an impatient yearning when I first arrive. I see all these sumptuous gems and I want to design a million new pieces. NOW.
Later I calmed down a bit and the poem by Emily Dickinson crossed my mind. Do you know it? It's the one that starts with "I dwell in possibility."
I love this concept: to dwell in possibility. For me it means giving myself permission to have new inspirations. To affirm that there will be new designs, and the time to make them.
Lately time in the studio has felt scarce. And when I am there it has been feeling a little too "nose to the grindstone," (ah what a horrible saying). So I was thankful to think of Ms. Dickinson, buy a bunch of inspiring gems, and know that fall will bring some new revelations.
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2 comments:
i sure like the sound of that. all this time i've just been dwelling in possibility.
I dwell in possibilities with you , my friend. Love it.
xo
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