When in doubt...

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It happens in every creative person’s life that it seems that the well is dry: no music flows, words won’t come, the paint stays in the tube, the cocktail goes unmixed.

That’s where I am at the moment. Here are some things I “should” be doing:

  • stowing the last of the burn gear

  • starting work on a new jewelry box for my earring collection (my collection has outgrown the one I made a couple of years ago)

  • reset the bricks under the Dancing Faun sculpture in the labyrinth

  • begin the “additional art” project for the top of the fence (which involves no actual art on my part)

  • begin analyzing/planning for As You Like It (auditions Jan 26–27, Newnan Theatre Company)

  • compose at least one of the Ten Little Waltzes, dammit

Instead, I have cleaned off my desk, cat hair and all.

Behold. The Assistive Feline™ assists from the Alternate Cat Bed as hers goes through the wash.

Behold. The Assistive Feline™ assists from the Alternate Cat Bed as hers goes through the wash.