What Came First - The Egg or Creativity?

Good Morning!  It has been a week since I last posted and I missed me writing.  Funny, the past sentence reminded me of Friday confessions when we had to spend our morning school sessions thinking up really appropriate sins for afternoon confession. I wouldn't dare confess to stealing a ball point pen from Sears with my Irish twin brother on a dare, or contemplating "touching myself", but I would admit to not watching my baby brother as he crawled to the garbage can in the kitchen.  I even admitted saying "shit" once.

But no confessions today.  Today I want to tell you about my first felted egg and how they came to be.  Moving here over a year and a half ago (North Carolina), I started going to an open studio evening at M's School of Art (http://www.msartschool.com/) where for $5. plus supply cost I could learn how to do anything "M" knew how to do.  I love fiber, sewing, quilting and beading, but never really followed through on any of those mediums as a life long passion (except hand sewing - I'll even mend strangers clothes if they let me).

My first project was a wet felted dog bone.  It is so durable we still have it around, and in the process I gained a new puppy who has yet to destroy it.  Then I made a few boxes.  They are nice, kind of cool and yet not quite, for me, a good use of the medium.  During the year I was planning the move here, I felt like I was incubating and I had collected a handful of rocks and gems and stones and called them my creativity mojos.  I kept them under my pillow, and whenever my plan started to look too overwhelming or bleak, I would pull them out and remember what each one was supposed to mean and why I chose it.  Sometimes I would throw a few in my pocket to carry me through the day.

This is what the gems and stones look like....each one has meaning, and I have added more.  My first egg, looking back I can see it is a bit clumsy and flawed.  Making it I thought to myself, this egg will be a creativity container to hold all my creative goals and ambitions. And the floodgates opened and I remembered all the drawings, sketches and fun things I had done with eggs since I was a child.  Not including the normal Easter Egg traditions. Eggs have always been calming to me.  Mysterious in their potential and elegant in their design - such simplicity creates such complex creatures.

I knew I had to make more...to be continued..................

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