inspiration quest: Re: thenoisyplume

after reading "The Quest"

my thoughts were melting

from worries and what-if's

to wonder.

my daydreams floated freely into my awareness

desires rediscovered

and one of those was to make time for myself to paint.

i kept imagining all the wonderful things this world has to offer

it feels weightless

effortless

to dream

this painting is a dedication of sorts

each delicate stroke

to the writings which continually inspire me to pursue a quests

embracing what is

and what can be

Thank you x

a soft love: new handmade enamel heart necklace

i've made this necklace in pink, red, and white

which are pretty. i happily wear mine.

but something said to move away from the expected colors

(not to mention i've been working w/ cool hues all summer)

and so this little sweetie has arrived:

i've had such a good summer in the studio

that it'll be hard to leave

i want to keep making

but between classes, school work, internship, job, a long-distance love, and Etsy...

oh yeah : my Thesis

...

it leaves little creative room

so i plan on setting small goals:

create one item a month

yes, it's a small goal...

a start though.!

(a minimum self-quota... which i hope to far surpass)

how do you find the time?

xx,

Lynsey

cooling down from the kiln: new jewelry

i'm keeping my hands and heart busy

these are some new happenings

fresh from my steaming studio

don't know if it's the 95+ degree weather

or my longing for the seaside

but this color is hitting the spot

ah.

whew! a great start to Wednesday morning!

glad i woke up early this morning.

had a nice cup of coffee with my mom

we sat outside, still cool from the storms last night

there were appropriate amounts of silence

and conversation

we watched the hummingbirds tend their flowers and sugar water

as we sipped from our mugs

i came inside to find my new enamel earrings were featured on the front page of etsy!

as if that wasn't good enough...

the treasury i made was featured later on!

good start to hump-day!

now it's time to package a few goodies

and then off to see my man :)

hope your Wednesday goes well!

-L

missing my studio.

it's 97.8°F and humid today

July & August have been nearly the same forecast

with the exception of a few select days

wouldn't be so terrible... but my studio happens to be at nature's whim

[no temperature control there]

and so on these sweltering days, all i do is dream of firing the kiln

floating saw blades through metal

and bring pieces to life.

luckily i snagged the opportunity last week

when a slight break offered up 86-degree days (two in a row!)

these were born:

they remind me of the ocean's secret waters

perhaps in a cove

where visitors do not frequent

doesn't that sound refreshing?!

perhaps a creative mirage

but i'll take it!!

enough whining, lynsey.

how about you? ...are you keeping cool?

or is the entire continent boiling?

what about you... in another country?

xo,

Lynsey

p.s. no developments on my parents

we're all in limbo

but there's a lot of love here

to keep us safe

... thank you. for your thoughts, prayers, and words!

keeping steady - sand pulls beneath my feet

it's been a difficult couple weeks, and it's not usual for me to open so personally in my writings.

but i feel i must.

my father left my mother

nearly 30 years of marriage

completely unexpectedly.

(i was in town visiting when it happened. this is an extended visit on account of these events)

my heart aches for my mother,

who desires to grow old with my father

we are confused, angry, sad

emotions come in waves

ever changing

an image comes to mind:

i'm wading in the ocean

the tide rushes

sand is swept from under my toes

for a second it feels as though i shall fall or be swept away

then my feet steady themselves.

i want to be a rock for my mother

i wish to understand my father

it is a time of uncertainty

but i know we till get through it

may these muddied waters will grow clearer over time

for now we're hold on to each other

looking for beauty wherever we can

this was a lovely gift the other night:

xx,

Lynsey