Broughton Street with fluffy cloudsby Cassandra Harrison
Listening to Cate Le Bon (and hey here’s a link for you should you care to hear and see Are You With Me Now?) somehow makes me want to swim around in my memories a bit and think over the past 12 months. Not that the first of a new year had anything to do with this feeling. Or the fact that I am three days into my personal new year of being. Or the fact that in the last year major changes have turned me onto new, unimaginable paths. I found me a nice fella (the previous year). We had ourselves a pretty baby. And now we live in a new town in a house that is older than the country of my birth. And so. How can you not sit back, drink a cup of tea and think ‘Bloody hell, my life sure isn’t boring.’
I’m currently in the happy place of being on maternity leave. Did you know freelance creative types could do this? Neither did I, but it’s somewhat enforced as I don’t want to be fretting about work whilst Lottie is learning to grab stuff (like my hair!), teething or giving out the biggest, bestest smiles that would melt the coldest of hearts. But in a few months, the reality of being a working artist will rear its pleasant but alarming head and I need to ‘hit the ground running.’ I don’t know how that is going to happen as Lottie seems to have a sixth sense. Food is put before me. She cries and needs attention. The gentle whirring sound of my computer turning on…she wakes up from a deep sleep. Hm.
My plan (a very lose one, not even written in pencil it’s so lose) is to get Lottie a playpen for my studio. I’ll need to eventually sort out her naps so that I can work during her quiet hours. I would rather not give up my sleep at night; I’m a horrible person when I’m tired.
My projects need to be ready to tackle in small chunks of time which means a bit of planning to have my materials and space ready for those minutes that are free. Now I seem to spend any spare minute tidying as I wonder what to do with the spontaneous bit of freedom that just happened. I’d like to tackle one more artwork for Stockbridge, this time to include people, like the ones I did for Broughton Street. There is also Berwick upon Tweed and some interesting views I’d like to recreate in my style.
And hark. What is this I hear? Lottie needing me. I don’t mind. In fact, I love it quite a lot.