creativity

BG 50 – Tree House

As a child, building her own tree house seemed like the pinnacle of bliss to her.
It never happened. In the garden of her parental terraced house there was no room for a tree house. And in the trees in ‘The Woods’, a piece of nature with walking paths, a deer camp and a duck pond, around an old country house that they optimistically called ‘the Castle’, she was not allowed to indulge herself with hammer, nails and saw.

But in her mind, she built the most beautiful tree houses, with secret defenses against intruders. Her dream cabin would, even then, be a creative studio with a wonderful view of the ‘wild’ nature, in which she would experience many exciting adventures. She grew up in a time when as a child you could wander around on foot or on your bike wherever you wanted, as long as you were back home in time for dinner.

Today she and her husband live in a house with many rooms, including her study, her crafting materials warehouse and her creative studio. The ideal tree house! Too bad it doesn’t fit in a tree.

BG 18 – Creative thinking: What can you do with a towel?

Dry your hands, your feet, your face, your body, your hair, your cat, your dog, your favorite chicken, your cow, your horse, your window frames, your gutter, your fence, your door handle, your bike, your scooter , your car or your garden furniture with it; clean your shoes, your pans, your windows, your brushes, your blackboard, your nose, your armpits or your buttocks with it; wipe away dust, chalk, mud, spilled drinks, makeup, paint, suds or lubricating oil with it; use it as a rug, picnic blanket, basket lining, doormat, beach towel, …

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BG 2 – Fingers

My hands are precious to me.
I use them all day long, for anything and everything. Preferably for creative projects, for caressing my love, or for holding a book I read.
My fingers are slender and pale and have to be rubbed with hand cream regularly to prevent dehydration. I keep my nails neat and the protruding edges nice and white, and I try not to fiddle with the loose pieces of skin around them too often.
All of my ten fingers are still intact. Not everyone my age can say that. So that’s something to be proud of. Life has left some scars on them, but that gives them character.
I have been accused of having piano fingers, but I don’t play the piano.
I prefer to describe them as guitar fingers. I don’t play the guitar either.

BG 1 – Behold my blog

Is life fun? Of course it is! You decide that yourself.
You decide what you watch and listen to, you decide what you focus your attention on.
Do I have all the answers? Of course not – I too just mess around.
But I do know this: those who indulge in creativity have no room for negative thinking.
Behold my blog.