Last week I was imagining a lot of free-flowing creativity with the ol' polymer clay that I purchased on impulse at my local craft store. Sounded easy enough. Just go with the flow, get in touch with my creative self, let the clay lead the way. That very night I sat for ages just looking at the clay... I didn't even feel inspired enough to open the packaging. The next evening I had a glass of wine (or maybe there were two) and I felt wonderful - the creative opportunities were endless... but I sat pondering them just a little too long in a comfy chair and nodded off to sleep! So today, while Master E. has been out I have raided his play dough supplies... and this is what I have come up with so far.
A long creative journey lays ahead and I have just taken a very small step... but we're going somewhere.