I went and made myself an inspirational plaque, my very first one.
A while ago, I designed a new website for a French bakery. They wanted about five different sketches for the home page. We went with one that depicted the bakery’s storefront, a sidewalk scene, with a limited pale yellow and golden brown color palette. I thought this rejected sketch of the counter would look nice with a full-color treatment. N.B.: The background is the same paper I used for my wedding invitations!
It wasn’t me or my undeveloped motor skills, Momma! Can’t you see I’ve got scribbleomania?!
Ahh yes, The Wordsworth Book of Intriguing Words, by Paul Hellweg, Wordsworth Editions Ltd., 1993. I don’t remember how this book came to live on my shelf, but it’s rescued me from many a case of artist’s and writer’s block. Its old title was The Insomniac’s Dictionary, which explains a lot.
It’s been some time, hasn’t it? I started out with an acute case of gamomania*, which ended abruptly in May, and the excitement of that day soon led to an extended period of clinomania**, kathisomania***, and hypnomania****. What a cluster of obsessions that was! The only cure for it was more clinomania, so you can see how time got away from me. I think I’m free of obsessions for now, except perhaps scribomania*****, which is not scribleomania at all!
* marriage, **bed rest, ***sitting, ****sleep, *****”writing a long succession of unconnected words.”