The last half of this year has been a whirlwind of activity. I have been living life, at times, quite fast and furiously.
These have been INCREDIBLE experiences and GREAT opportunities of being in the moment, soaking up everything possible the day has had to offer.
Traveling far and wide has, unfortunately, left me sporadic time to share with you, dear friends, my treasured artworks from this quest or journey I had set forth for myself way back in January.
I find it so hard to believe this many months have passed, as I can vividly remember rambling around in my studio on cold, snowy, gray sky days at the beginning of the year... feeling, much like I do after the holidays, a little sad that the festivities had passed.
I was searching for inspiration and an outlet... a mere fancy to pour this overflowing ebb of creative energy into.... anything... where I could express all these deep feelings of longing, wishes, hopes, dreams... aspirations that were bottled up inside and which were, in fact, nearing a point where they might just come bursting forth in some sort of tangled mish-mash.
I was looking for an excuse, ANY excuse to make art.... that was meaningful.... that was beautiful... that would continually remind me of the precious minutes of my days.
And so it was, that I started on an adventure of a fiber journal, not knowing or even suspecting that this journey would lead me down a path that would forever change me. Never dreaming that I would be sharing these creative outbursts, so to speak, with anyone.
But, alas, here we are... coming to end of 2007, and I find myself wanting to take your hand in mine, to show you what you might have missed from my wondrous year of art and poetry. Inviting you to revisit cherished moments with me.
" these moments become memories
tossed about in the blowing breeze,
fading in the sun drenched day
like garments left on the line.
moments that are left to ripen
until they have collected
all the sweet smells of summer,
so we may carefully tuck them away."