It started with the new table and then one thing led to another. The uncluttering of my bedroom to accomodate my table/art making space has led to the unearthing and inevitable sifting and clearing of much much more, including a box that was labelled 'IMPORTANT STUFF' that once delved into I realised was a box that I have not touched since moving into this house nearly four years ago when I was eight months pregnant with my not far off four year old boy!! Mmm, 'important stuff' huh? Clearly not. It has been both a burden and a true delight to sift through the debris collected over the time spent in this home, diaries found, photos, gifts, records of highs and lows, the realisation that like my mother, I seem to keep everything. Therefore, some serious purging is taking place and it is therapeutic and calming yet long winded. Perhaps thinking of my sister-in-law, who is very close to giving birth to her fourth child who recently shared that she was 'nesting', perhaps finding that box of 'important stuff' that reminded me of my own nesting here in this very house just a few years ago, perhaps receiving news of my youngest's confirmed school place for this September, perhaps all of these are signals of something new, of transformation taking place. Perhaps it is a physical manifestation of my subconscious self telling me that my work as nesting bird is complete, baby birds are fleeing into their new worlds. Perhaps I'll shed a tear for all that is changing, perhaps I'll shed two for I shall have glee in my head and be a little glum in my heart but such is the nature of change and such is the nature of spring.
I found an old journal along the way featuring one of my alter egos 'Carmen'.
Beautiful hand painted bookmarks, a gift from my mother-in-law from China some years back. Precious gift!