I usually create work best in a moment of inspiration/ in a feeling. Last night I had a bit of time for me and I felt this feeling come over me- so got of my tiles and ceramic paints and started to create. It started with cleaning and clearing old tiles which had gathered dust (no use for firing) and then I freely explored texture and painting making marks. Playing with turps. Then came a circle, and a moon started to form, then the line of balance- a centee, and then circles/stars appeared. I then worked into it adding scratched of stars and lines and words- the words came to me as I created as they usually do.
They read- time stands still, at your own will. In cosmos- there is no loss. Stars dance giving birth to the earth. Connected to each other- be a lover. Under the cover- of darkness. Bounded by sister moon.