Creativity is a weird thing. I've never really been able to figure out what contributes to it.
This winter when I was drawing my ideas for panels I would schedule time to sit and just draw whatever came to mind. I kind of let it flow. I had no idea ahead of time what I was going to do.
Sometimes before sleep ideas would pop into my head in response to questions I would ask. I'd have to get up and jot the image onto a notecard. Usually very poorly.
I'd contemplate a pentacle design for Imbolc or some other theme. I'm still working on that idea actually. I have a pentacle with a candle in mind but I need to work out the lines and shapes for the glass pieces for cuttability.
Sometimes ideas don't come at all. I'll hit a lull in the waves and not be able to conjure any images or themes. I'm in one of those funks right now. I just finished 11 pieces last month, part of my pentacle collection, and I'm back to recycling some of my old designs in new forms.
I'll spend the next couple of weeks punching out suncatchers for the fair and the website. Something secular and mainstream like xmas wreaths, trees, pumpkins, flowers, etc. I do need more on the lower price tier in my inventory.
Jewelry has been shelved temporarily so I can focus on a wedding dress and writing a ritual for the big day. I have to keep reminding myself that I've done this before. I was priestess at another's wedding and had a handfasting of my own. Nerves set in and I start doubting myself.
In the mean time, during the lull of creativity, I'm throwing myself into gardening. Heavy duty gardening that involves a shovel and a wheel barrow.