Where did the last 4 years go? Last I remember is I was in an exhibition and the next the world was on lockdown for a deadly virus. These few years just deflated my creativity and desire to put my heart into my work. I have continued to collect beautiful and unique antique photographs, so I definitely have a lot of potential new pieces to work on. The joy of art is slowly creeping back into my life and soul. I hope to update soon with all the work I put into that last show I was in. There are about 20 that I haven’t yet posted. Stay tuned…
Teeter-Totter
It seems my life, as anyone else’s, is this endless balancing act. How does one reconcile with time? It seems there are occasions when there isn’t enough or there is too much. Between my personal needs, my hopes and dreams, my relationships, and my responsibilities, what I have learned about myself is that I am not a skilled juggler.
My creative identity is at my very core, it’s not a cloak I put on from time to time. Lately, I have not given it the attention it deserves. As a result my spirit suffers. In the last two years, my mind and heart have gone through a metamorphosis. If I were to stand face-to-face with myself 2 years ago, I would not recognize me. It’s not a matter of appearance, but experience. It’s hard not to ask ‘why’ but with art, sometimes instead of asking, I answer.
Throughout life, one teeters between logic and emotion. Now and again, reason is nonsensical.
I have a few pieces to come that may feel different than before. However, I believe, they are some of my best work. Stay tuned.
Where I Left Off
Apparently, I’m not skilled at blogging consistently. It has been over a year since my last post, which is embarrassing. However, I will not stop trying over and over again, no matter how much time passes in between. I’ll get the hang of it eventually.
In all my experience, I’ve always been zipped lip about my artwork, apart from my postgraduate studies. Even then, I was only open about my work with my amazing adviser, Christopher Webster Van Tonder, and the visiting exhibition judge at that time.
Everything and nothing has happened since I last wrote. Last year was a whirlwind— good and bad. Starting the year broken-hearted. then learning to code for web-development, all while maintaining my health (which I may explain one day), I did not accomplish all that I had hoped. What I love (and hate) about life is the unpredictability. I’ve learned many things in such a short time, and I would not go back and change any of it— except maybe my impulsive nature to eat all the things I shouldn’t.
If you’re following my Instagram or Facebook page, you will already know this, but I have been selected to participate in an exhibition at the Urban Arts Gallery, here in Salt Lake City, this November. It will be the first show in over 3 years of which I will be a part. Needless to say, I haven’t created many new pieces in that 3 years, but just in the last 45 days I have started four pieces and finished one of them.
I’ve got a lot to do. I’m adjusting the pricing on my prints— providing more options for different budgets— and hopefully will have that done soon.
