Last week, Deborah and I watched with envy as the kids at the Festival of Trees and Wreaths sat at long tables and made snowflakes out of sparkly silver pipe cleaners and plastic beads. We both wanted to join in, but hadn't thought to borrow a child to get us admission to the craft table. That didn't stop Deborah though. Always resourceful and creative, she hit Hobby Lobby in Albuquerque this week, and last night we were at her dining room table, elbow deep in silver pipe cleaners and plastic pony beads.
The intention was to make snowflakes. Deborah had started before I got there, and had several fine flakes already finished. I made a couple, with pretty good results, and then the third one took off on its own, curving in an odd direction, and eventually taking shape as a... tiara. Wonderful! I love how this happens. I plan to do one thing, and then the plan changes as I go along. It happens here on my blog, in my studio with beads, and in most parts of my life. I've said it before--Make a plan, and plan to change it.
After a while, we looked at the growing pile of sparkly stuff on the table, and wondered, What are we going to do with these? I suggested putting the snowflakes on an outdoor tree, and left everything I made there with Deborah. For me, it was not about having these things, it was about making them. As for the tiaras, they look marvelous on Deborah. I hope she'll wear them when she celebrates her birthday, and maybe in her studio later, to help keep those creative juices flowing.