When I asked my husband to go with me to Port Clyde and collect mussel shells, well he was less than excited. But reluctantly, he went. The morning was perfect - sun shining and a light breeze that sends the salt of the ocean onto your skin. The tide was low and because it was early morn, the sand reminded me of a continuous sheet of suede - still wet from the tide that just rolled out. Every so often the track of a bird or an animal would be visible, lightly disturbing the perfect span of beach. I often take this for granted and it is days like these that make me appreciate where I live. Many of my customers ask what inspires me. And although I have 4 seasons of changes and beauty, it is more than my natural surroundings. For me, it is completing a piece that was created for a reason or in a special moment. I have created pieces in sadness after I have lost loved ones, or during happier times, one of them being when I was getting married. Although the beauty of the day definitely is inspirational, what will be more meaningful is when whatever is created from the shells we collected takes me back to this day. And when I share those stories with my customers, it takes them there as well. That is what inspires me.
No comments:
Post a Comment