Back Home and getting creative

Finally I managed to get home and back to the freedom of walking round the apartment naked, chain smoking and blaring the stero with totally un-hip music...ok, so I no longer have Umi to bring me my morning coffee and toast, no Dory to ferry me around, bring me things, and no one to spoil me anymore. And NO Internet connection. But on the other hand, I got my statues to do.

I have allot of hobbies, creative ones. I am not particularly good at any of them and the "quality" of my work tends to depend on the mood but I do rather fancy myself as some eccentric bohemic archetype. I cannot just create, I need the mood, the conditions, the environment, the time and maybe only after hours or days of deep contemplation, I find inspiration.

Anyway, before my bum leg thing, I was commissioned to do 5 statues, similar to one I made 4 years ago (see pic). So came home and threw myself wholeheartedly into a creative over drive.

As with anything that remotely interests me, I have zero talent but loads of enthusiasm and perseverence. And then maybe, just maybe a "Smoochie original" is born!

Currently am doing the first two peices which, if I may say so myself, are looking aboslutely wonderous. So much so that I am not sure I will be able to bear to part with them. *sniff*