I have a theory that I am to art as bi-polar people are to mood swings. You just cruise along all normal and stuff and then, suddenly, a manic episode where everything is moving in fast forward. That is how inspiration hits me. I get really super involved in certain mediums for a truncated period of time. During that time, I am very prolific and create tons of stuff in that medium, but if I take a break from it, or get interrupted, boom, the ride is over, back to reality. I've done it with music, writing, drawing, photography, painting, sculpting, sewing, cake decorating, knitting... you name the genre and I have probably dabbled in it at one time or another.
My family has been kind enough to dedicate one of our very few and precious closets in our tiny city dwelling for me to store all of the supplies, so if the mood strikes me, I will be ready. They also don't seem to mind when I spend a long weekend in my pj's keeping strange hours just creating one thing after another like some sort of machine until finally I am nodding off and Jon tells me that it is time to go to sleep. In that tiny closet, I have supplies to do pretty much anything. I like knowing it is there. Opening the door is unlocking the things that are always swirling around in my head.
On that note, instead of trying to detail with words everything that has been happening in my life recently, here are many visuals to show you what I've been up to:
Chewie is still the cutest doggie ever and I discovered he has a teeny mustache:
There was The Posies show at The Croc where I got to see lots of friends I have not seen in ages:
A new art store opened in my neighborhood, so I've been painting:
and I went to SXSW for the first time. Here is a video I shot backstage:
more happened, but right now I'm distracted by an empty canvas across the room...