Well, Diane the Yarngoddess (and fellow CPS blogger) said "It's work to be creative" and that I'd better get back into my studio. Well, almost. I "worked" in the dining room while the electrician was re-hanging the chandelier. So I WAS taking care of home matters....AND getting crafty. I accomplished 3 pieces today: I made the bookmark to go with Jen's daughters' charm, soldered my kids picture charm, and soldered my little altered collage. The latter started a few weeks ago as a jenny-come-lately project: I had signed up for the Joggles soldering workshop done by fiber goddess Sue B (another fab blog). But I didn't have time with our traveling schedule to actually DO all of the lessons. So, better late than never, I stared a collage in a little matchbox. I just wanted to use some of the pages torn out of a book I'm altering, so I didn't have a particular direction. (I've noticed that some people just make art because it's pretty. No theme, no hidden symbolism, no sacred memories. Hm. Gotta try that someday!) Well, like things do with me, a theme emerged.....burn out! And I was using a matchbox filled with music paper...and some know that I just "retired" as a music therapist after 15 years in the field, and 10 1/2 at my last job. I didn't really see myself as "burnt out"....but, well, maybe I really was. I dug out an old canceled stamp ("voided"), some watch parts ("cogs in the machine" "my spring has sprung") and some tin that I punched out with a heart shape as negative space ("my heart was in the right place.") I also found some text to use, as a serendipitous touch- the bottom line reads "there is good reason".... I also found the line "he will probably fail"-- and I wasn't sure that it fit in with what I was doing, but the quote felt right and needed to live in the collage as well. So now it's on an inner wall and isn't readily noticeable. Anyway, got it all soldered up....and now I'm just deciding if it needs to be in a bigger, sculptural collage, or if I'll just wear it as a pendant. But that's enough for today, I guess. I'll let it talk to me some more later...after the grocery shopping. Oh, the life of a desperate housewife!