08/01/2023
Change is good. One step always leads to the next. Last week, we took time to be with family and I had time to sit by myself without the chaos of the noise in my life.
Realizing that I’ve been grieving the loss of my studio since our move was hard. It’s been here for a while and I knew it needed attention as not having that space and time to create has been creeping into many aspects of my life. Figuring out how to change that feeling will be a slow process. It’s made me uneasy, misplaced and feeling lost. That’s probably not the right words to truly describe the feeling and the void it has created.
So today, I moved some things around to easy the feeling of loosing all the things. My tools are gone, my glass, my art supplies—- all of it was given away or trashed when we moved. I can’t remember where my favorite things are or what happened to them. For all I know they are packed and hidden away.
When I find a space— for now it’s the porch and an old family table to create upon maybe a small piece of the loss will come back or maybe something else will replace it. For now, I have some paint, brushes and a table. Today that is good enough.
