like a girl on a mission, i’ve been playing and working in the studio oh these lonely nights, exploring and experimenting to see if i can unearth my creative voice, to create something that feels truly my own. all this wandering around can make a soul feel downright discouraged. wondering if my life will never come together. fearing that it won’t and fearing that i’ve started all this artmaking too late in life. feeling so lost and unsure about where to go next.
and then my dear friend crystal neubauer came alongside me and had this to say about my most recent painting exercise:
“I love the quilted look of the wings and the way that she seems to be pointing off into a distant unknown and wonderous land or direction. She seems a little unsure, even as she is pointing the way, as if to say "I know this is the right direction...I don't know what we will find there, but if you follow me there will be something extraordinary on the other end". Perhaps without realizing it, you were painting your own muse. Letting your own artistic fears and doubts and sense of exploration come out.”
and then i saw it. her wing IS pointing the way. i didn’t see it until crystal said it. i cried when i read her words and realized what i had painted. maybe the answers will continue to unfold...maybe there is magic in showing up.