April 22, 2015 1:32 PM
I’ve found a nice camp nestled within some ponderosa pines, but I’m not going to stay here long. It’s within 50 yards of a paved road leading to a popular lake… which translates to more traffic and less privacy than I prefer.
I’ve not re-started the book yet simply because I want to commune more deeply with my Muse. Where I was going wrong before, was that I was writing too much from my head and not enough from within—not enough with Her. Every artist knows that their best work comes from their Muse, so this time spent together should be beneficial.
Which brings me to an idea I’ve been kicking around for over a year now: of starting a mobile artist colony. For whatever reason, I’m not as drawn to “creating in solitude” as I once was, and it would be nice to be surrounded by other creatives—other artists (and artist wannabes) who wish to awaken and nurture their Muse within.
We’ll see. Maybe I’m just procrastinating.
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