'Come on Somebody, do Something out of Character' (James 'Sound')

I want to stomp through the woods and leave mud on my floors. I want to stay out in my garden and not go inside until it gets too cold to bear. I want to take bad photographs all day long. I want to stay this inspired. Forever. I want to run 1 mile further tonight. I want to feel the chilly sunlight and clasp my hands round a mug of tea. I want to search and search for buds and little, tiny spots of green. I want to know that this winter has not taken absolutely everything I've nurtured in my garden. I want to cut glass and free my head of some space. I want to stitch white on white on white. I want to write. I want to draw inky little drawings and watch the ink run when I drench it with water. I want to twist wire and fill the gaps with blue frits. I want to hammer down copper hangers and hear the rhythmic click of my kiln. I want to do Chataranga and not fall splat on the floor. I want to plant seeds and stop fretting that they fail. I want to smell my washing when it comes in freezing cold from the line. I want to plan lessons that will engage and inspire. I want to wear my dotty dress with red tights tomorrow. I want to run glazes over the surface of my glass. I want to work in pale blues and acid greens... I want to be free of this endless winter. I want to believe that spring is finally here...

 

Had better get started then...