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How Nick Cave Changed My Life

For the past few months I found myself without my muse.
Where did all the creativity go?

Here is a typical day for me.
10am-6pm in the studio no matter if I have an idea or not.  When my friends would call and say, "hey come out and play" or my mom, "I'll take you to lunch".
A free lunch people!!!

I would be like, no I can't.  I really gotta focus and make things for the upcoming holiday season.  I'm so behind.  Blah, blah, blah.

then I would just sit in the studio and stare off into space without a single clue.

It then dawned on me that I was not living.
I was not in the show or even watching the show.
I was cut off!

So I finished my brooch.
'Nut' - brooch, Arizona turquoise, handmade rivets, broken tail light
And met mi amor and mi amigos for supper and then went to a Nick Cave concert.
I did not have a clue who Nick Cave was and was not really in the mood for it but I went.

And then Cave took the stage and I was hooked!
I could not take my eyes off of him.  I really was watching him.  He had such presence and his lyrics are so poetic.
He was down right inspiring!

When I got home I immediately put his album on my I-Unit.
(truth be told, we already have a couple of his albums.  I just wasn't ready for him back then)
What a fool I was.

With his deep sultry voice singing to me in the studio I carved this cause it's not always about the metal.  :))

I also went back to reading.
I finished Bangkok Haunts and am in the process of reading these.
I loved reading the X-Files book so decided to read it again.

So if you ever find yourself in a creative slump all you got to do is go outside and engage!

Meet your friends for coffee, go to a concert, read, expose yourself, and breathe a little...hug someone...oh hell!
Hug everyone!!!

I promise those creative juices will begin to flow.
Nick Cave freed me.

I bow to the divine in all of you!


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