Saturday, October 31, 2009

Vacant Expressions

This is how I spent my day.
I did some laundry, worked on some writing (I got unblocked! No more creative constipation! Yay!), and decided that since my mum had given me a pumpkin, I HAD to carve it. I mean, come on, it's Halloween, what else am I gonna do? (besides walk up and down Main Street in full costume, but we'll blog about that later.)

So here's how it went.

Me and my pumpkin.

I watched Signs while carving the pumpkin. You can see Mel in the background keeping watch over my progress.

YUM! no, I didn't really eat it. Not even roasted seeds.

I'm imitating my pumpkin's vacant expression. This is the face I make at least forty-three times a week at work.

The finished product!
And here's me admiring my handiwork.
Had a good time! Now my little pumpkin will sit on my mum's porch to greet all the little trick or treaters that don't show up at my fourplex apartment.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Creative Constipation

I'm a really artistic person. I like to create things. (working on trying to create a baby...ahem... but no luck so far). I love to write novels, sew, paint, all kinds of stuff. But lately???

I tried to replace an old shirt I loved by taking it apart and sewing a new one using the pieces.

The seams are popping and my b**bs don't fit. heh heh

I started a painting WEEKS ago of Westminster Bridge and the houses of Parliament.

This is all I got.

See the pretty reflection on the water? No, that's not my incredible painting talent. That's a camera flash on wet paint. And the angles are off in this one. I fixed it, but I don't have much more done.

I'm into chapter thirteen in my novel entitled "Chasm" and I'm starting the pre-writes on a new novel that will be a modern retelling of Phantom of the Opera. With all these ideas swimming around in my cranium, you'd think that all sorts of magnificent, heart-stopping prose would come spilling everywhere like a glass of water on the Larsen family dinner table.

Nope. Zero motivation.

I'm suffering from what I like to call Creative Constipation.
The ideas are there, waiting to come, wanting to come, but I.... just.... can't.... get.... them.... OUT!
I've fallen in a rut and I can't get out. Do I need a vacation? A massage? More sleep? Less distraction? Maybe all of the above? My own creative pepto-bysmal?

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Visit Climbing Ivy Designs!

I have.... yet again.... created another blog. I'm like the new-blog-junkie-princess or something. This one is for my new budding business called Climbing Ivy Designs. It's for wall murals and other assorted custom art. Visit here. Thanks!