To be nobody but yourself....
4 years ago
My blog is about thoughts on my journey as an artist and as a human being. Choosing to be more than I am at each moment but content too. I always felt like an outsider not fitting in until I became a visual artist. I work flat on a table because of having polio and being paralyzed in my left arm. As a late bloomer, I'm amazed How wonderful being an artist can be!
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Hi Lori, thank you for leaving your comment on my blog. I, too, have been struggling with some "inner shift," and letting go of preconceived expectations. I finally had to visualize my hands; they were clenched so tightly on my goal my fingers hurt. Then I slowly had to force them palms open to receive no matter what that might be. Boy, it was hard, emotional, but coming through to the other side seems to have opened so many new doors. I read your "news" about the value of art to the woman who's mother was so ill and lying on the couch. That was a beautiful way to remind us of the spiritual/emotional value of art.
Are you in Portland? I will be going up to visit my kids next week. If I get the chance I'll get to the Freed Gallery to see your work.
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