A coin of phrase or Stewism if you like. But there is no other way to refer to this phenomenon.
Recently my creativity has been fed with a collaborative project through Leipzig Writers, where by I get to express myself through writing and performance. This was a neglected part of my life since 1999, at which time I ran a Writers Performance evening at Manchester Metropolitan Uni. After meeting like minds here I have brought together the people in the above organisation, and hope to place fuel on those embers by registering the company in autumn of this year.
Due to this general buzz I have at the moment, and other suitable situations (money, work etc.) I have been inspired even more by stumbling across an artist I admired, and wrote about in a final paper, when I was a B.A. student, namely Ian Hughes
He is a great Scottish oil painter, who does figurative work. Which is what I trained as during my General National Diploma, and the theme that dominated my work in the 90s.
This resparked those old feelings that may require some development of my rusty skills. But is it my heart felt desire to find studio space in Leipzig, and set it up for textual art, and oil painting.
Where this leads to who knows, but the embers have been doused.