Quenching the Thirst for Enoughness
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Spring 1999.
I was at a 5-day calligraphy workshop in Berkeley when somebody mentioned that all the faculty had been selected for the next International Calligraphy Conference, to be hosted by my home calligraphy guild, the Friends of Calligraphy, the following summer.
The relevant point here is that the faculty had all been selected, and I hadn’t even been invited to submit a proposal.
I was devastated. Cut to [Read more…]
The Truth About Balance
When I was 23, I learned something about balance that I never forgot.
That was the year I taught 3- and 4-year olds at a nursery school in the Berkeley Hills.
I did not know back then that I was an artist. I did not know I was creative in the least. In fact, I thought I was the must uncreative person on the planet.
I was one of those people who, when talking to a professional creative, would say something like, “Oh, I’m not creative. I can’t even draw a straight line.”
(As if drawing a straight line has anything to do with creativity! WTF??)
But I digress. [Read more…]
Three Heads Ups and Some Comic (Musical) Relief
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First Heads Up: More Reasons to Do Your Art
If you’ve followed me for any time at all, hopefully you’ve already been armed with a whole trunk full of reasons for why getting to your creative thing is essential, not self-indulgent or frivolous.
If you want more reasons, though, [Read more…]
Ballerina
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My first creative passion was dance. When I had to stop, due to an injury, it was as if my world had come to an end.
Years later I “got dance back,” in the form of social dancing: salsa, ballroom, Argentine Tango. I think nothing makes me happier than dancing!
And painting is dancing, just on a smaller scale. With a small painting like this, I may be dancing only with my forearms, wrists, hands, and fingers, but the marks are a frozen record of my movement.
Turns out I never truly lost dance after all. 🙂
