As artists we need a magical space where we can tap into our creative potential and feel renewed. Some find it intrinsically through means of self-talk or music. Others, myself included, are replenished by externals such as special places.
The number one locale that guarantees a rush of writing energy for my soul is the beach, especially the wintertime seaside.
Give me hair-straightening fog, a wind that bites my cheek, air charged with saltiness, and the silky, cold sand. I could sit for hours filling notebooks as seagulls pick at forgotten lunches, and waves tease the shoreline.
Summer has frozen, but my mind bubbles with the fire of a thousand ideas.
Where is your inspiration fueling station?
