2017 is a new beginning

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I’ve been off the grid for a few days between Christmas and New Years creating and preparing to embrace 2017.  I like to pick a word at the beginning of the year to set the tone for my goal setting.  It keeps me somewhat focused as I head into the bliss of a new year.  The new year always feels like a new beginning, a fresh start.  I like to think of placing all my past years ugliness in a suitcase and setting it out for the man in brown to pick up and take to the land of  let it go.  That baggage is gone, thank you my wonderful man in brown!

My word for 2016 was Vulnerability.  I pretty much killed it with that word. When I stepped into the Montana Artrepreneur Program I placed myself in a very vulnerable position.  I knew going into 2016 I would be facing a ton of fears with my art journey.  I’m sure that is why I picked the word vulnerability.  Many times it felt like I stepped off the edge of a diving board into the deep end of the pool.  Coming close to drowning, only to be pulled up and resuscitated by my support team.  They do good CPR apparently because I needed  their support often in 2016.  Towards the end of the year I finally realized that all that time my fear was knocking hard on me, pushing me again and again.  That is what vulnerability is about, facing your fears.  I struggled endlessly, turmoil in the depth of my soul, until finally I admitted to my peers that I was struggling.  At one point I felt I no longer wanted to be an artist.  It wasn’t until in November that I told my sister I wasn’t sure I wanted to create.  The stress of it all was becoming unbearable at times.  She said she could not imagine me ever not painting.  Imagine, imagine, again, imagine… I had to chew on fear and spit it out.  Damn, she is such a great sister to love me that much.  I needed straight forward talk and she is good at that with me.  She said a few other personal words I want to keep for myself cause I just love her that much too.  There will always be struggles but my heart tells me I’m over most of the fear.  To get to this point I needed to be vulnerable, to face my fears, to begin to heal I had to hurt first.  It’s a different hurt than a physical injury, sometimes that might be easier.  I have the MAP, all my family, all my artist friends and all my personal friends to thank for helping me pack up my baggage this year and send it off to the land of letting go.  You are amazing, you know who you are, bless you.

This years word is Discovery.  I am so excited about this years word.  Can you “imagine” what I will do with that word!  My new Zebra painting with paper collage, a new discovery already.  Happiness to each of you as you enter a new year and embrace what your world will seek.  I pray for our world and the whole of humanity.  I still seek peace and harmony.  I always have hope and share kindness when I am able.  So much of what we have to give is free so please give as often as you can…blessings in 2017.

Morning Brew

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I’ve had little time for my blog since the holidays.  This piece is one of a series I’ve been working on with birds.  I will post more in the next few days.  My daughter and I gave each other the gift of an online e-course by Brene Brown.  A six-week workshop which is ending this week.  It has surprised me the depth of emotions that have come forward and surfaced.  It has been good!  The class included an art journal which is one of the reasons we wanted to take this particular class.  I will share some of my art journal soon as well.  We’ve had an incredibly long winter and this week blessed us with a foot of fresh snow.  Makes being in the art studio a very easy task as the cold is not my friend!  I hope everyone is surviving this winter.  If you are like me, I am looking forward to spring with great anticipation!!   

From my art journal

Looking back at some of my art journal entries.  This one stood out today as I reflect on this journey with my art.  The words in this sketch are… never leave your dreams behind.  At times our dreams become postponed until our life is ready to seek the path to fulfill them.  I do feel so blessed that I have been able to follow my heart and create art…allowing one of my dreams to become reality.  I sometimes question where it will lead me but then I stop myself realizing, be mindful and live in this moment, not worrying about what tomorrow will bring.

Wishing your dreams come true!

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New Discoveries

  My husband and I enjoyed a great cup of java with friends early this morning.   I heard a wonderful little giggle.  At the table next to us a young mother and her little toddler were enjoying a morning outing.  The little guy was sipping juice through a straw.  By his joyful giggles my thoughts were; this has to be a fairly new discovery.  I shared with my husband and our friends that this is what we miss as we age…to be young and finding new discoveries.  Returning home I headed to my studio and sketched in my art journal….  of course, my sketch has my friend and I enjoying a glass of wine.  Some things become refined with age.

Keep Seeking New Discoveries…

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  ~ Art Journal Sketch~

My little winged friend reminds me to keep my promises to myself and be true to my dreams.

The mind can go in a thousand directions,

but on this beautiful path, I walk in peace.

With each step, a gentle wind blows.

With each step, a flower blooms.

                                                                 Thich Nhat Hanh