After a slight hiatus the mojo/muse came knocking at the door. Day 10 of taking a break from salt of the earth toxic company and I finally heard the call. The last 6 months in studio have been fruitless. Sure, some work has been created, but forced, no flow and mostly of angry dismembered naked female bodies against a pretty back drop. Been there done that, I lived through this lipstick smear shaven head period of the 90’s so..thanks brain. But that’s what stress does, doesn’t it? It slowly creeps in, becomes the norm and eats your joy.
I’m adoring the BLIND BOY pod cast, my new late night fantasy boyfriend with a shopping market bag in place of face.
So in attempts to find new grounding and a wee slice of happiness. I’ve taken time off the stress hampster austerity wheel and decided to do something that felt right for me, instead of the right thing.
This is the first bit of anything that’s made me feel good & in the flow of creativity for a long while. So thought I’d share and raise a glass to more of fucking that.
Mucho love muchachos. X X