Spent.
That’s how I felt last night. My arms were sore and heavy, either from carrying all the things or simply from being connected to my tired body.
[Read more…] about The Day AfterBe your Creative Self
That’s how I felt last night. My arms were sore and heavy, either from carrying all the things or simply from being connected to my tired body.
[Read more…] about The Day AfterI was talking to a friend the other day. Her voice was filled with a mixture of emotions I couldn’t quite name. I’m usually pretty good at sussing out subtleties – Alan will often hand me a freshly opened beer for the inaugural sip. I don’t drink it, I just describe it: pine with notes of lemon rind and just a hint of clove. I’ll pass it back and he’ll nod knowingly and take a sip.
[Read more…] about Making The LeapI’ve been working on a new series lately. My studio is strewn with sawdust trails and brass shrapnel. Artistic puzzle pieces had begun to connect in small clumps, but until last week, not much was done. After all that time of wandering and experimenting, I still hadn’t finished anything yet.
[Read more…] about Two Halves Don’t Make A WholeI was chastised by Instagram the other day. It kept me from liking posts to “protect the community”. I might not be real.
It’s laughable that anyone or anything might think I’m a bot. If I was, I’d be much better at social media than I clearly am.
But it got me to thinking:
[Read more…] about What Makes Me RealThe topic of self care has been fairly ubiquitous on the internet lately. You’ve been inundated with it, but what does it actually mean and what does it have to do with creativity?
[Read more…] about Fight, Flight, or FretI want to tell you a story. It’s not about artwork, exactly. It’s about everything from tackling a big commission to repairing your bathroom. It’s about that feeling you get in the pit of your stomach when you set out to do something big.
[Read more…] about Big Projects