Sunday is Setting

The West Bench is blanketed in some unbelievable clouds.
My poppy bed has reached its zenith.
I’ve been in the studio since noon and have some girlfriends coming over for dinner, after which I’ll return to work until midnight or so.  With the onset of summertime, I don’t feel guilty about embracing my night owl nature and working until 3AM some nights.  It feels right and I make sure I do all my hammering before 9PM so as not to annoy the neighbors (though I think they are grateful I’m so small scale when it comes to forging since the gent who owned my home before me was a blacksmith!!!).
Kelly departed yesterday afternoon and while I had the very good intention of getting into the studio to do some work, my body felt ragged.  I cleaned the house and rearranged my studio, painted a background wash on a huge canvas and went to bed early.  
The presence of UmberDove was such a blessing.  Her arrival perfectly overlapped the departure of RW on his first roll this fire season and we kept so busy, it was hard to find enough minutes in the day to miss him.

We spent, literally, every minute together making art.  We only left Plume Gables to buy supplies or groceries.  I now have a painting studio, Kelly took great delight in learning some smithing techniques, we did some sewing and then repeated everything I just mentioned until the wee hours of the morning.  It was intense, in the best way.

We dined well out in the dappled sunlight of the yard.

And breathed in the expanse of Idaho while we watched the clouds sweep West to East; cleaning up this country and scrubbing the floors with zephyrs.

There were:
honest moments, silent moments, laughing moments, learning moments, vulnerable moments, moments of appreciation and wonder, moments of excitement, moments of elation….
Stepping back from it all, and reflecting on the time I spent with that woman, I cannot help but feel richer
and imbued with a new and fresh creative power.
But more than this, I feel like someone really understood my creative process and took a moment to speak Artish with me, and cultivate the concepts I’ve been obsessed with lately.  Birds of a feather flock together, and we make a feathered pair like no other.
My mind is swimming with ideas and inspiration.  I spent 3 hours sketching and writing before I fell asleep last night; dreaming of the possibilities that exist with metal, fabric, feathers, oil paints…I’m utterly overwhelmed.  In every single way.  In every good way.  It’s like someone turned the faucet on and it’s running out of control, hard and fast, it cannot be turned off. 
There are so many plans, so many ideas and time is so regimented and consistent.  Couldn’t we squeak a few more hours into the day?
COULDN’T WE?

Dinner now and more makery later this evening, into the wee hours of the morning.  My fingers, mind and heart are on fire.  I could solder by touch, never mind a flame.

PS  If for some reason I someday have to share a studio space with someone, it’s going to be Kelly.  We can work side by side in the comfort and power of  the presence of one another without saying a word, for hours on end, and then do it all over again the next day.  To boot, we like the same music which is a big deal.

Comments

  1. Miss Crowland says

    Nothing like two good gal pals getting together.

  2. MrsLittleJeans says

    Kool… you two do make a lovely picture!

  3. Michaela Dawn says

    🙂

    Delightful

  4. Two Bees says

    WOW, what lucky ladies to have found each other! Hold on!!!

  5. UmberDove says

    Oh my Plume.

    I’m all verklempt.

    I’ve spent a good deal of my life wondering where that bottom left of corner of my heart was. Now I know. Keep it safe for me, as I will yours.

  6. It has been over 24 hours since Umber has gotten home and I have a feeling I will continue to hear about Miss Plume and her RW for the duration of the week. A second visit in the fall will be mandatory I’m sure. But be prepared for BC to tag along. Apparently I need to see the beauty that is Pokey (so I can approve the move for late Spring 2010).

  7. Michelle - Revelate says

    Actually, I have a petition going to increase the hours in a day to 36 from 24. Would you like to sign? 🙂

  8. i’m glad this was such an absolutely soul-completing experience. you are so extremely blessed to have each other! TWO entirely gushing posts on the Life and Times is testament to the volume of your life enrichment indeed!

  9. The Noisy Plume: says

    Miss C: I quite agree!

    Jeans: Thanks lady:)

    Skinny: I actually reserve that word for YOU…but I’ll let you borrow it in this case.

    Bees: Thanks friend. I’m holding.

    Dovely: You know I will.

    BC: EEEK! Don’t say such serious things…the very though throws me for a loop….XO

    Michelle: I will CERTAINLY sign that petition for you…could we perhaps stretch it to 48???

    She: Oh dear. I did perhaps go overboard…but despite the fact that Umber is a lovely lady I just feel really creatively charged…I hope I managed to convey that as well!
    Love you.
    Let the late summer nights begin.
    XO

  10. Desiree Fawn says

    What a lovely visit!!
    Sounds just beautiful.

  11. mme. bookling says

    Love the flow of your artistic effervescence. K has always been integral in my life for such artistic inspiration and empowerment.

    To have her talking of moving there…wow. I told you. BOOM.

  12. The Noisy Plume: says

    CRM: DOUBLE EEK. I thought her feelings and connection with this place might fade as soon as she went home to her ocean but to hear that she is still speaking of it makes me feel really warm. I saw her connect with Idaho in a huge way. A very huge way. BOOM indeed.
    Love you.

  13. UmberDove says

    Ah, and I love you both!

    EEK-A-ROOS!

    BOOMBASTIC!

  14. What is with all this BOOMing? You womens are crazies.

  15. Good Girls Studio says

    that is thee best kind of friendship imaginable!

  16. The Noisy Plume: says

    You know…like…BOOMMMMMMM!!!

    It's cosmic eh?