When I was a toddler, my family lived in a neighborhood which I was told (many years later) you wouldn’t want to wander around in after dark. Two doors down lived a little girl one year younger than myself. She and I were best friends. From the time we were both walking until the day my family moved, we’d spent countless hours playing together.
Around the time she turned two, her parents decided, for safety and peace of mind, to build a fence around their yard. Whether it was to keep strangers out or little toddlers in, it meant nothing to me. What was a few wooden slats and a simple latch? You can imagine the panic that followed when her mother found the front door wide open, gate unlatched, and her daughter missing. To my three-year-old self looking for a friend, however, our break-out was a small victory. Now, many years later, I wonder if it’s silly to feel proud of my younger self for being so much like me?
To this day I am driven by fierce curiosity and stubborn determination to do things my own way. I take the long road every time. I embrace uncertainty. I feel compelled to make meaningful things in meaningful ways. Every decision made in a project is significant. Every question asked is influential. Every finished piece is a victory. For me, creativity is more than a job, it’s a lifestyle.
During the month of September, I invite you to join me in going behind the finished pieces to see the real time process of making. Through this blog I hope to capture the naturally recurring themes that keep a creative lifestyle buzzing, and I invite you to apply the unfiltered energy of creativity to your own work, in your own way.
Disclaimer: My work as well as my writing in this blog is raw and mostly unrefined. This is intentional, and I sincerely hope not distracting. Please accept that life is always a draft in varying degrees of revision.