Over the course of the summer, I not only underwent a physical transformation losing 40 pounds; I also re-centered myself creatively. I studied, I practiced, I evaluated. I slowly–and privately–underwent a creative evolution.
I have always loved creating, but sometimes one gets so caught up in the final product, that you forget that art is, for the art-maker, about the process. It always is. And if someone is telling you differently, they don’t know art.
Maybe I was. Maybe I wasn’t. I just knew I was loving creating my new work, and creating is therapy unlike any other. I’m still overflowing with ideas and techniques I want to try, and my future goals have shifted to a place where I’m confident I can achieve them.
I’m so re-energized by these changes that a couple of weeks ago, my husband and I purchased a building which will be moved to our acreage and will serve as my studio.
To say I’m anxious about its arrival is the understatement of a lifetime.
Working at the kitchen table is no longer cutting it for what I want my artistic career to be. My work is messy, my thoughts and supplies scatter about while I’m creating, and I desperately need a space of which the sole purpose is to be a creative nest.
As we finish the interior of my studio, I’ll share more details and reveal more about the plans I have for what’s to come.
Almost everything you see is available, so shoot me a message and let’s connect!