There were days way back when, say in the first decade of my career as a florist, when I just couldn't get enough. When I was drinking in everything that I could. When I planned to take over the world, or at least Eugene, with flowers as art.
I was cleaning out some papers the other day and came across notes from a floral conference I attended during those thirsty times. Here's some excerpts from that conference with my commentary in parentheses- "draping flowers are in the subservient position, the position of service, bending over and touching the ground.......read more rumi ",....".cultural roots can serve as inspiration (hmm...haven't quite been there).....source out hens and chicks and tillandsias (OMG I can barely remember the days before tillandsias- standard part of Passionflower repertoire now) ..".the idea of making little wreaths for boutonnieres could be super charming for a winter wedding" (would still love to find a bride who wants to do this)...."try to sleep more on my back face up" (I have absolutely no idea what that note has to do with a floral conference but there it was)...'could be fun to hang a hammock in the store for a summer display"(yes it could be and I think I shall).
I'm glad I took notes and glad I kept them....It's different now. While I might not have that deep drive I had then, I have something else. It's deeper and quieter and more contemplative and instead of taking it all in, it's more like deciding what it is I want to put out......
Jewel - I love this. I have tons of notebooks with frantic notes - usually urging me to hold onto those creative moments in some way. And I highly encourage sleeping on your back ;)
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