Creativity

Creativity is a constant. 

We can pretend life gets in the way, make excuses, but we're only excusing our own inaction.

The words are always there, the colours, always ready to run. It is only our own lack of motivation that keeps them from doing so. Even a lack of supposed inspiration is a poem waiting to be written.

So, while life has been busy, and the thoughts have not quite made it to the canvas, my memory, has been busier.

Snapshots of December highways, holidays in homes not our own, good visits, good wine and grand conversation.

I have logged the sunrise in 9 provinces, glimpsed buffalo in the Territories, and wished on a moon suspended above wild wolves.

The canvas has been patient, the notebooks know forgiveness, and memories will know my voice.

There are stories to tell...and legends to be remembered.

~ N