A family illness has kept me close to home and heart and away from the world of the internet. It hasn't kept me out of the studio and doesn't mean that my brain and hands aren't still creating, it is just that my introverted tendencies take over and I pull inward.
My age hails from an era when it was unthinkable to put yourself out into the world unless you were perfectly put together and composed - and that you shared only the persona you had very deliberately chosen as the one you wanted the world to identify you as. Times have indeed changed. Perhaps not in the world of politics but certainly in the creative worlds that matter to me most.
The truth is that I greatly admire those that can share it all - be personable and vulnerable to the world without feeling compromised and exposed. This is a time of great sadness for me - a time of loss and uncertainty. The anchors in my life have given way - the solid rock foundation I once took for granted is unsteady and crumbling. I have no doubt I will survive, but I know not yet what the new definition of survival is for me.
I have worked hard over the last handful of years to be here for all of you - to share my creative life and hopefully help you along in yours. I don't want to hide away until the new me emerges. I am who I am right now. My exciting and rich creative life intersecting with my personal journeys and struggles that bring both the joy and sadnesses. This is what I have to offer.
So here I am. Forgive me if my appearances are unpredictable and perhaps quite shabby at times. Forgive me my indulgence of sadness and tears - know that it is not depression but rather the challenges of loss and love that we must all face. Thank you for continuing to return to my blog, my workshops, my newsletters and lectures. Thank you for sharing with me your own creative and personal journeys as well, for we are the definition of the new family of the modern age of the internet.
On a lighter side:
Last week, at the encouragement of my Mother I went off with her and some friends of hers to view an exhibit of tapestry weavings at the Von Auersperg Art Gallery located at Deerfield Academy in historic Deerfield, Massachusetts. The show was curated by Micala Sidore of the Hawley Street Tapestry Studio in Northampton, Massachusetts and is titled "The Art is the Cloth: A Series of Reflections."
Here is just a taste of what I saw:
My age hails from an era when it was unthinkable to put yourself out into the world unless you were perfectly put together and composed - and that you shared only the persona you had very deliberately chosen as the one you wanted the world to identify you as. Times have indeed changed. Perhaps not in the world of politics but certainly in the creative worlds that matter to me most.
The truth is that I greatly admire those that can share it all - be personable and vulnerable to the world without feeling compromised and exposed. This is a time of great sadness for me - a time of loss and uncertainty. The anchors in my life have given way - the solid rock foundation I once took for granted is unsteady and crumbling. I have no doubt I will survive, but I know not yet what the new definition of survival is for me.
I have worked hard over the last handful of years to be here for all of you - to share my creative life and hopefully help you along in yours. I don't want to hide away until the new me emerges. I am who I am right now. My exciting and rich creative life intersecting with my personal journeys and struggles that bring both the joy and sadnesses. This is what I have to offer.
So here I am. Forgive me if my appearances are unpredictable and perhaps quite shabby at times. Forgive me my indulgence of sadness and tears - know that it is not depression but rather the challenges of loss and love that we must all face. Thank you for continuing to return to my blog, my workshops, my newsletters and lectures. Thank you for sharing with me your own creative and personal journeys as well, for we are the definition of the new family of the modern age of the internet.
On a lighter side:
Last week, at the encouragement of my Mother I went off with her and some friends of hers to view an exhibit of tapestry weavings at the Von Auersperg Art Gallery located at Deerfield Academy in historic Deerfield, Massachusetts. The show was curated by Micala Sidore of the Hawley Street Tapestry Studio in Northampton, Massachusetts and is titled "The Art is the Cloth: A Series of Reflections."
Here is just a taste of what I saw:
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| "La Dona" by Christine Laffer |
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| Pieces were hung salon style so it was very hard to see up close or get a decent picture. |
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| "It's raining, said the lady with the alligator purse." by Sarah Sweet |
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| "Pease Bypass" by Suzanne Pretty |
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| "Wild Turkey" by Sharon Crary |
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| "Crescendo with Mixed Threads" by Silvia Heyden |
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| Top middle piece is "Paper Towel" by Shelly Socolofsky |
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| "Grace" by Kathy Spoering |
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| Me and my Mom! |
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| "Nessa, Nessa - Winter Moon" by Susan Martin Maffei |