Upon my return, it seems there has been a shift in my energies. For one thing, I can't get my Maxim Mojo working. I did previously take a break of a few years from making them so we'll just have to wait and see when and if that particular form of expression wants to come out and play again.
Really, I've been on a fairly intensive (for me) artistic output for a couple of decades, since moving into this house, in fact, and I feel it's time to slow down, to reassess. The fallow period is upon me. And I am fine with this.
But with this shifting of energies, my interest and attention has moved deeper into the land of pixels. I am still involved with the creating of images, but more to do with photography--though I am definitely not a photographer. Still, this is where my curiosity brings me these days, time and time again. And one of the benefits of playing with pixels is that they don't take up a lot of wall space.
Here's an example of how I got carried away today, pushing pixels...
Not everyone's cup of tea, no doubt. And perhaps not what visitors to this blog have come to expect. But isn't that part of an artist's role--to continually defy expectations and follow her own path of investigation, experiment, and inspiration?