It should be illegal to procreate between March 20 – April 10. Because if you do your basic maths, you are going to land that child right in the middle of the Christmas and New Year festivities. Not nice. That poor mite will be born on a short, dark, cloudy day and who knows what that’s going to do to their personality as they develop. They might grow up to be moody, a bit gnarly, much like this tree I snapped whilst on my birthday jaunt. (Snapped, not in anger, but with my handy small camera).
Being born this time of year is like being hit twice with the ‘What should I do with this new year’ dilemma. You get it on the slow crawl up to New Year’s and then again when you look at your shiny new year of you. What to change? What to improve upon? What to keep doing more of? I suppose if you make a decision for the New Year and don’t like what’s happening, you can quickly change tack on your birthday. That would give me a couple of days for dithering.
Usually, I am good with a plan. Ideas fly – too many to do something about – but usually there are a few good gems in there. This year I felt uncharacteristically befuddled. And now that I am thirty plus a handful of years, I do feel that I am entitled to use the word ‘befuddled.’ Whilst staring into the bleak winter day, clouds low, silver-greys looming, I thought to myself that perhaps it was time for a nap. My other thought was that I needed to be kinder to myself, take it down a notch, rest well and use that extra space to contemplate new ideas.
And experimentation. This is going to be my year to explore new ways of creating. I’ve bought a whole lot of art gear from the states and am waiting in antici…pation for their arrival. There will be new printing techniques to explore, and not just those involving fabric. Yeah. I know. What a diversion. Subject matter still yet to be decided.
There will also be excurions, facilitated by fellow adventurers Jimmy, Seal, Josey, and who ever else wants to come along for the ride. Excursions to also be made wonderful by a lovely green, brown, and cream coloured thermos bought for me by the lovely Adrienne.
And so, that’s me, this me, moving into the new year of 2013 and *mumbles current age.* Wish me luck.