I’m brimming with new ideas.

I really don’t know how but something has plunked into place for ideas I had years ago. Actually, I do know where they are coming from… my sketchbooks of yesteryear and for some reason, a crystal clear memory burst of where I was in my life when I had that idea..

I realise this sounds a bit simple, but it’s true.

I’m in a new stage of life now. One where there aren’t so many time pressures on me. My children are older and there is more t i m e to be had. More thinking time - more time to ponder old sketch and notebooks of yesteryear.

I’m surprised at how much idea capturing (and legwork) I’ve done over the years.

Those ideas are still strong - with bonus of added knowledge and life experience that I didn’t then have then.

I’m feeling creative and it feels great.

Ideas bring ideas. Work on one and more come. I’ve learned not to jump on them instantly, I now know to capture them in the best way I can and then let them go, if they are meant to be, they will return with gusto.

Much love

Sam x