![]() Oh Tuesday, sweet Tuesday. As a creative with a necessary part-time office gig that I feel interrupts my flow, you know, it felt very much like a Monday. The weekend had been so delightful & productive, I was not ready to say good-bye to it. Waking up was rough. I awoke with this overwhelming feeling like this week just might kick my butt if I did't get my mind right. Refusing to let it get the best of me, however, I pulled up two photos I took while photographing my work at a friend's studio on Monday. Both photos were right on time. One was of a orange buck that had printed on it the words "Let's Do This." The other was of words from the Common Prayer: A Liturgy for Ordinary Radicals book. I posted a photo of the prayer on my Instagram yesterday with the hope that the day would be a little less cluttered than the day before, that it would be life-giving & creatively productive... wildly productive even. Well it turned out to be a pretty good day. There were one or two bumps in the road, but nonetheless it was a good day... especially in the studio. I organized a bit, worked on a new painting, & was able to be still long enough to allow for the birth a new body of work I will be pouring into over the next couple of months. I'm finally combining all of the mediums that fuel me (photography, painting, writing & encaustic wax) to tell the story of how I learned to walk in the dark & that it is indeed possible to live... like really live & enjoy the heck out of life... even with pain. Last night I started the process by adding more layers to a few woodblocks that had been sitting around my studio for the past few months. These blocks will be the resting place for photographs & lines from journal entries I've written over the past 2 years that shared part of my life's story-- from the point we found out I was pregnant to when I went into premature labor at 22-weeks, from when I held my daughter as she died upon my chest, & all the days since a new normal for me began. I may use my own script for a couple of pieces, but my plan is for most of the lettering to come from old discarded hymnals I acquired a little less than 2 years. We shall see. Though I'm a bit anxious & even fearful, I'm willing to trust the unfolding.
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Tina
8/12/2015 10:24:40 pm
I am grateful for your words and your wanting to share them. I am grateful for your story and your willingness to be vulnerable. I am grateful for you.
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8/14/2015 09:25:44 am
Tina, thank you & know the sense of gratitude is mutual. You inspire me woman. love you.
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