This is a follow up to The Monster of Dislocation where I talk about getting back into the creative flow during 'challenging' times.
A lot of stuff is happening around here, on all kinds of levels. I don't need to read the news any longer to get overwhelmed.
Having been a life-long creative and living together with a super creative soul(mate), since @clareartista and I first met in 3D ( at the start of September ), it is a bit easier though to channel my frustration/energy in motion ( aka emotion ) into creativity.
It also helps to have shit-buckets from the compost toilet to empty and to clean and to have firewood that needs sawed ( with an old fashioned hand-saw ), to keep the fire going and warm up and dry out the house on a rainy/humid Autumn day like this. It sure does the trick of getting rid of built-up energy and frustration. Physical meditation.
It also warms me to see and hear that Clare is rediscovering her creative sewing MOJO. As I write this, she is sewing upstairs, working on what I believe is a dress. Although I honestly lost track, as she seems to be working on so many different creative projects at a time.
We just rested together in bed, a much needed mid afternoon siesta after yet another not very restful night, for reasons known and unknown. All of a sudden, we heard a car approaching.
It appeared to be the car of the plumber ( a true Jack of all trades, although his name is 'Chico', short for Francisco ). I briefly mentioned this guy in yesterday's write up.
Fingers crossed that he can fix our (hot) water today, as we have been wrestling with the water, bath, shower in this house, since Clare and I arrived here, from Italy, almost a month and a half ago, which isn't that fun in the colder and more humid months of the year.
TO BE CONVINUED...
P.S. The picture above this post shows Clare and me playing a game of English Scrabble, in the living room, with the wood burner in the background. The latter is connected to an expansion tank upstairs that was supposed to feed hot water to the bathroom and kitchen downstairs but has mainly caused us a lot of headaches/stress, lately.
Hopefully this will be dealt with today, after Chico, yesterday night, managed to at least stop the old beast from leaking through the wooden floor/living room ceiling onto the living room floor, at the right side of the wood burner.
And talking about Scrabble, Clare and I are both lovers of this game ( have played it loads in the past ) and started playing it together, occasionally, starting on the first day we met, while we took a train from Napoli, where I arrived by airplane, in the direction of her house in Guardia Sanframondi. She brought a travel scrabble game with her to Portugal but we recently decided that we either want to start playing scrabble on a bigger board again and/or make it more creative and fun and interesting. Clare even mentioned creating our own scrabble game and I recently thought of a mix between scrabble and chess. The game could use an update.
Clare also mentioned creating a cook book together, while we were having lunch. It will definitely be way different from the average cook book and way more fun.
So many creative ideas and we have only just started...
Oh and before I forget, I became an uncle for the 6th time, this morning. My twin sister birthed her 3rd child ( and second son ), almost 11 years after her first son and 8 and a half years after the birth of her daughter. My sisters like to have babies in sync, it seems. My younger sister had her third kid ( and third son ), mere months ago. And her other sons, my other nephews, who are living in The Netherlands, are 8 and 11 years old now.