It’s Saturday 23 June 2007, 6.00pm. I’m sitting upstairs in my craft room at the table where I spend most of my free hours creating art. It’s dark outside, but every so often I glance up and watch the cars go by, their headlights illuminating enough for me to make out their shapes. Mike is catching '40 winks' as he was up again at 4.00am this morning to go fishing. Arriving back late afternoon, and has fallen asleep from exhaustion.
Naturally I’m making use of this time alone to indulge in what I love most – dabbling with paints, inks, tools and a heap of other delights. Tonight I’m playing with Texture Paste. Sarah McLachlan playing in the background and there is the constant sound of the cars driving by, which I realise I’ve come to dearly love - man incredibly soothing sound. I find Sarah M has the most hypnotic, calming voice. My favourite song at the moment - ‘Building a Mystery’.
Most nights I have trouble falling asleep, and so chuckle softly to myself when I think of what does eventually get me to sleep. Rather like a child, I need to be bundled into the car and driven around for a while. In no time at all, I’m off to dream land. Not sure if it’s the sound of the engine, the motion of the car or a combination of both. Hence sitting at my table looking outside (pictured left), again the soothign sound of the cars going by. This I guess could be called one of my ‘happy places’ - sitting at my desk amongst my art and glancing up ever so often to look at the traffic below. Although truth be told, I love this time of the night, close to midnight, all is silent around me.
Mike has what he calls his ‘happy place’ (pictured left). When life gets overwhelming and stressful, and he feels like all he does is get up everyday and go to work, come home, do chores, cook, fall into bed exhausted, only to wake up again the next day to repeat the whole cycle, he looks at a photo of his happy place (screen saver on his laptop, so it’s always ‘in sight’). It’s a spot where he goes fishing at the Royal National Park in Sydney, New South Wales, called The Gulf. I can only assume that it’s here that he too feels at peace, happy and completely free of life’s worries. Looking at the picture, I can understand how he feels. Rather the same as I do, sitting among all the work I create, in the quiet of night.
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