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Four years ago I was broken by creative disappointments and failures, I'd invested myself unwisely in my creations (more about that in another blog post). I got ill and life was pretty grim. I went to London to visit a friend and I'd been reading about lomo cameras on the web. Walking from my friend's flat in Clerkenwell I came across a lomo shop. I was drawn in and found myself £100 poorer and after a 10 min demonstration by a forceful German woman the prosessor of a camera. The last time I'd used a camera would have been about 20 years before. It was the start of a great big adventure. Not easy I often went to the printer and found that my rolls were blank, or the pictures fuzzy, or someother disaster had befallen them. But I persisted and as it was something I could easily fit into what felt like my blighted life I took my lomo everywhere, on buses, on secret assignments in temp jobs. I finally learned to look and appreciate. Then two years later I migrated to the holga and a whole new adventure started.
However my mastery of the first camera only came from doing it day in and day out learning to be at one with it and learning all its quirks. It wasn't a one shot 'oh I'll try it for a week and if I'm not stunned by the results move onto paper making'. Mastering something takes commitment not necessarily teeth clenching commitment but a willingness to return and load in film and keep going.
Do follow those freakish moments when you feel compelled to do something. We can never tell where they lead us. We learn by going where we have to go.
Now I've got a bit of research I should be doing on google about another fascination which I've been putting off - just going to do that now.
more info here
And the Slow Down Now Organisation
I'm off to make a cup of earl gray tea to participate !

On my trip to Glasgow yesterday I dashed into the Lighthouse (Mitchell lane off Buchannan St) and went to see the Donna Wilson Exhibtion.She makes / designs these extraordinary knitted creatures and objects - the ones above are quite cute many were more peculiar. If you are able to do go and see it. An interview with her here.

Yesterday walked aournd 3 or 4 miles in Edinburgh putting out leaflets for my course. The brilliant thing being I discovered that my favourite bookshop now has a doggy member of staff, there is now a childrens bookshop in Bruntsfield and oh JOY OF JOYS a South African Cafe in Morningside of all places ! I've been in mouring ever since the Ndbele closed. The day was nicely rounded off by coming across a friends parents in another cafe in Morningside Cafe Blush and having a good old chinwag.

Brilliant blog post on Honouring your inspirations by Umbrella Blog - most interested to note the sense of entitlement that the man has to honour his inspirations. Women take note !

I love the red against the gray.
Hummm just had first Creative Coaching session tonight. So much I could say. That infernal voice which says 'you can't do this' or 'you don't know enough yet' or 'thats just too much pleasure to be allowed' - wrote Mondo Beyondo lists. Succulent Juicy Goals - yum! and had lemon cake warm from the oven.

Up early and needed a nice cheerful picture to off set the gray gloom in Edinburgh.
One last place at my creative coaching group starting tonight. Call/email me to see if you are a good fit 0131 555 2636 info@creativevoyage.co.uk. I'm popping out to the post office briefly later but other wise you should catch me in.
In the meanwhile nice cheerful pictures over at Jane Brocket's blog and The School of Life which I kept on passing in Bloomsbury and wondering what was happening inside this summer and now I know !

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I took this picture on a trip to London a few years back. I nearly always go and visit Liberty's store off Regent St. While walking up the stairs I saw this lime green painted bust and took a picture of it with my holga camera. (Actually it was much more lurid looking in 'real' life). I always always take my camera with me when I leave the house or / country. Even on the most simply banale or ordinary seeming days I could walk down Leith Walk or Lothian Road (or as my mother calls it Loathesome Road) and see an amazing sky or something which I would miss and never see again. Often I don't take my camera out of my bag but its there if something amazing or arresting to the eye comes up. The expense of medium format film makes me more picky than I was with the lomo camera. The point is my life is organised to capture my inspiration. When buying a handbag I test it for holga compatibility, extra spools of film are chucked in the bottom of my bag, I make special trips to photographic paradises on holiday.
When inspiration strikes inspiration strikes and its best to make use of it at once. So if a writer who over hears a particularly delicious phrase on a bus must have pen and paper handy. Writer Anne Lamott never leaves the house without an index card and something to write with just incase. And you never do remember without writing it down...sorry a painfully learned lesson. And don't get me onto the subject of unmade documentaries because I waited for funding and the subjects got ill and died off !
At the same time when something does spark an interest - follow it. It doesn't matter if it seems somewhat pointless or nebulous. We never know where one thing leads. An afternoon readiing newspaper microfiches lead to another documentary proposal later on on an entirely different subject that I was researching. Thank goodness I kept a note of the 'pointless diversion'.
If you feel lacking in inspiration my advice is to step away from the computer get out and walk. I find cities most stimulating, others find nature better. Allow yourself a bit of time to wander, eavesdrop, have stimulating conversations, remember forgotten pleasures.
And that picture above? a few months later I returned to London and Liberty's. I went up the same staircase and found that plaster statue smashed and lying on the window sill. If I hadn't taken the photograph then and there, if I hadn't taken extra film with me that day I would not have that picture.
Written for Week 2 of the blog along for 12 Secrets of Highly Creative Women
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