I talked to an old friend yesterday for over an hour. We hadn’t spoken in years, not because anything was wrong, but life has gone on, busy with different paths, different geography, between social media pseudo connecting all of us all of the time, we hadn’t realized how much actual time had passed. And it was lovely to hear her real voice in real time. Big laughs, somber deep breaths and a whole lot of head nodding and smiling from both of us. We are both working artists. We both have chosen a path less travelled, have made sacrifices to follow a dream that is in our blood and it was so good, so soul nourishing, relieving to talk shop about how it really is, the highs and lows, the in betweens, the hustle, the grand, the glorious, the behind the scene belly flops (mine not hers).
Artistic community and friendship is critical on this creative journey. Leaning on friends, asking for feedback, laughing about stupid mistakes, high fiving serendipitous unfoldings and supporting my fellow artists fills me up. There was a time when I was under the impression that if someone had success then maybe there wasn’t enough to go around, that piece of the pie was spoken for so I should try another dessert. (Bakery metaphors work for me.) Not so anymore. I’ve seen it time and again when artists support artists, good comes from it. No one is identical so art couldn’t be duplicated if you tried. Collaborations strengthen us. Joint projects double the results. Lifting someone else up, ultimately lifts yourself. We are doing some hard vulnerable work as day to day working artists, workshop leaders, art gypsies and to have that moment of relief, support, calm & shelter in the storm is warm dry cover I’ll take any day. xo
“Port in the Storm” 16×20″ $275 Email me for details.