I am currently sipping coffee, waiting for the madness of the day to take over. I have a schedule that tells me what I will be doing hour by hour for the rest of the day. At home, our belongings are packed, waiting in boxes to move to our next home. Another stop on our journey. We’ve been fortunate to find a new home nestled in the woods with a lovely new workspace. As I’m daydreaming the possibilities and my creative spirit takes over, I am also reflective… When I look at who I was one year ago. Two years ago. Ten years ago. And who I am today, I am simply not the same. Each new day I am a changed person. My artwork, my craft, has also evolved into new things. What was once a hobby and a pastime has taken a paramount place in my life. Making art for money was once a bucket list entry I was never entirely sure I would be checking off. Funny how things line up perfectly. Change, something typically feared by many people including me, has become something I am fond of. Something I have grown to invite and welcome. My creative process has evolved from planning a project and creating it perfectly as planned to- I don’t have a plan other than to create. My skills are more precise. I am noticing that it is a little more effortless to turn my ideas into creations. I am trying new mediums and allowing myself to be bad at them. There’s a new nomadic spirit in me that is taking my once small ideas of who I am and what is possible and making them infinite.
As nature evolves and fall approaches, we are making some changes to Some kind of nature thing. I am trusting the process of change. Allowing my creative palate to grow into whatever it is meant to become. It’s an exciting time.
I hope if you are reading this and facing your own evolutions you will embrace them. It’s okay to start where you are.