The workspace was inviting with a clean desk, pliers neatly lined up in a rack like soldiers waiting for orders, and beads sorted into containers. That sort of tidiness just screams creative block and procrastination!
Then one morning I took Mr J his coffee into his den and looked out of the window. It still quite early and the dawn was breaking into the most beautiful misty shades of apricot, muted blues, greys and mauves.
Autumn skies can so often surprise and delight. My muse was awake and on the case straight away. A piece of Apricot Agate was selected, beads tipped with pleasing abandon in a mix to match the sky, and wire began to wind like the silhouettes of branches under the dawn sky. All’s right in my world again.