Creativity

John's cousins were gone by 6:30 this morning. Such great guests! Otherwise just a usual quiet Tuesday. We finished up the evening by laughing through the tape of last night's episode of The Closer; then getting angry watching Countdown with Keith Olbermann talking about W's pardon of Libby.

I spent the morning at Studio 2 with Vicki's watercolor class. It's so wonderful to be around these folks learning the art of creating something from nothing with watercolor and paper as their materials.

Each of us is creative! Few statements are absolute, but that one is. We tend to think that creativity means painting, but that's just one part of it. The number of creative manifestations is infinite. Painting, sculpture, of course. But what about music, singing, dancing, song writing. And gardening, flower arranging, landscaping. And cooking, table decorations, interior design. What about sewing, knitting, spinning, weaving, clothing design. There's pottery, furniture design, carpentry, industrial design, photography. As I said - Infinite! Find YOUR creative muse, and nurture it.

We lost one of the great ones this week. No more, except in reproduction, will we experience the joyous voice and spirit of Beverly Sills. Aren't we fortunate that she passed through our lives.

Today's picture shows the hands of a spinner, creating yarn from the fleece of a sheep.