There is a time in my life where all I could see was where it’s gone and not where I was going. It wasn’t that I was blind so much. I was just so busy reliving those moments over and over and over again in my soul that I couldn’t , that I couldn’t even be in the present anymore. It was heartbreaking. I’m still not really sure how I kind of ricocheted out of all these things .
I swear to you, I know the reds, blues and yellows, they saved me. Made me whole again. The textures and the patterns in the patchworks moved the stars for me.
I get a lot of the same questions at the email for the podcast so I thought this would be a great time to make a FAQ episode. All emails for the podcast are from email@example.com.
This episode was a lot of fun and I hope it helps you on your artist journey.
Busy weeks, always. I never know what each week gives me.
I used to love only watching sad movies. It was thing I would do to find my mood to create. As my twenties ended it came as less of a need to survive. The Polar bear needs the iceberg but the whale only needs the ocean. I got better at my craft and stopped looking outward. The whole process is a winding road of a hellscape. 🙂
My body is getting older and with that I feel the pain of my youth. Every time I should have broken and my body flexed is felt getting up from chairs. Horrible truth of the reverse of invincibility.
I hate baths. I only take them when the pain is so bad it’s hard to breath. The worst … human soup.
With Fall comes rain and with rain comes pain in bones.
Push past and the pain and create.
Life has a scary reality that comes with mortality.