OK, I’ll come right out and say it: I’m going through a creative funk, a fruitless (indeed) spell, a narrow long tunnel of je ne sais quoi. My fingers are pretty much paralyzed, my imagination is stuck like a needle to an LP. The repetitive sound: Plain, plain, plain, plain. Where are the bananas?
Every day I go to my little workspace, play around with a few beads, and then resigned to the idea that I’m the jewelry version of Midas, I stop all efforts whatsoever. And to be honest, the weather, my often-cited culprit, has nothing to do with it.
Maybe it’s just a pause. Time for a deep breath. Time to imagine that I have the money to splurge on Etsy items I don’t just heart — I heart²! This is one little such number I wouldn’t mind in my wardrobe by CreoleCollection.
At least my fingers are somewhat magnetized to the keyboard and like scooping out words and words and words. With all this time in front of my ibook I stumbled onto a pleasant surprise from Sam (matouenpeluche).
Thanks so much Sam! I just love this image — it’s so playful. In turn, I’d like to pass on this sexy nerdy award to:
And now, back to that imaginary shopping cart. Hopefully inspiration will sneak up on me when I least expect it.
[Hold tight for an awesome new artist for tomorrow’s Plain Bananas Has Friends!]