Outside my window, past the cold stones that frame the sky in this part of my Creation Room, I see stars. This is my private sky—a theatrical convention of sorts—that spans out from this edifice which is my throne for creating. Sometimes, I go to my balcony and conjure a crystal path that weaves through this celestial landscape. On my walks I stop at a certain bench, also conjured by me, on which I sit and dream. With my Creation Book in my lap, I draw designs that splash across the sky in shimmering stardust: rainbows and clouds, peace signs and hearts, fantastical creatures I have yet to make real. This is my escape, my retreat from the daily do. You wouldn’t think that someone like me, living in such fantastical surroundings would need such flights of fancy to enliven my day, but I do. I need to stay connected with who I am and the people who are important to me. My mind thinks constantly, it struggles with puzzles of life and craft and events. Being able to dream allows me to see the underlying weave of the universe, the design that holds everything together and makes it work. All this churning and consternating and conceptualizing allows me to create what I do. My little creatures are that much more powerful because of the daily walks I take out among the stars. I just hope that as they go through their own lives they take time to look at the stars and dream a little bit too.
—Jellybean Reds, Creator of Little Creatures