It Needed to Bee

..... don't have a name for it, or why the images provoked such emotion from me.
After two months away from actually doing anything artistic on the page, I did struggle today. My brain had to remember how to think -- the intuition was there, but the images did not come together easy and the balance feels off...and meticously cutting that string of bee's taught me to remember patience when working.

Serendipitously though, the woman evoked the idea of Source, Divine and then the background of angel feathers turned upside down came -- and then stuck --

However, believe it or not, a Bee found it's way all the way into my study/art area and kept buzzing...I was ignoring it, vaguely aware that a frickin bee got in the house and the back door must be open. That lovely damn Bee was insistent! I don't think I've heard a louder bee. Then my brain clicked to the images of the bee line all connected to the hive I had seen earlier in a magazine, so I spoke to the Bee, "Thanks buddy -- gotcha!" When I came back from getting the magazine the Bee was gone. Thank you Muses!