The Sound of Music

No, No, No...............Not the Julie Andrews running through daisy clustered grass up a mountain in Austria, singing to the sheep. The sounds of music that inspires us, helps us to be creative. For me, heavy rock does it when I want to make bold brash strokes on a canvas and call it abstraction.

The strains of Leonard Cohen or Mdme Butterfly when I want to write something emotional, Vangelis for when I am looking for ideas. The Rolling Stones, when I am editing what I have written, and various low key songs like Cat Stevens, that will guide my my mind which guides my hand whilst typing. Music is a wonderful thing, creativity creates creativity. Singing up a daisy covered mountain??Not my style

Streets of London

I have been travelling the streets of London, my home town, for the last ten days. Sitting in Coffee shops, people watching....recording ideas and inspired thoughts. It was snowing, cold and lovely, when you went inside everything was cosy and warm, the stark contrast of hot to cold and back to hot was great, warming up inside with wonderful mugs of hot chocolate, how I would have loved to have spent a little more time there.

I got a grip of myself and planned my writing agenda, as the minus1 temperature chilled my cheeks, and provided me with a renewed energy.

Home again with piles of observations and my mind has frozen (not literally) I watch the screen of my friendly laptop, I write some words and erase them again...........and again.......and again.

Auspicious words......muddled thoughts.

Tomorrow is yet another day.