I'm back! Kudos to my Virgo husband for persisting and finally getting me back on line. We did have Comcast come out, but things still weren't right after they left and he slogged on 'til they were.He is a live sound engineer and there are always imps in the equipment, so trouble shooting electronics doesn't make him as crazy as it makes me. Me, I'm always afraid I'm going to erase something that is irretrievable and have to go buy a new computer which I most emphatically cannot afford right now.
Unfortunately, all of the blogs I was saving on my desktop got deleted in the process, so I do not have wonderful new Wylde Women awardee blogs to share with you right now. Perhaps at some point, after I play catch up with piles of email on top of job hunting and continuing to work on my studio (oh! the basement part is so wonderful! I have the information recorded and now all I have to do is set up a database and I'll be able to put my hand on it immediately instead of looking through piles of torsos and scattered bins of work - I'll show you a picture, maybe later this week), needing to add more work (and take pictures first) to my Wholesale Crafts main page, and working at Heron's Way Gallery....after that (and the usual day to day stuff including exercise - I'm being so good about it!, and hopefully some creative work too), I can go back and reassemble them.
Speaking of creative work: I must say that contemplating getting a "regular" job to support my art has sent my inner child into hiding. Hence Dancing with My Shadow above and Memories of Solitude to the right here. I am trying to entice her out with black marker and crayons. I am creating for the play of it, not for sale, and betting that at some point that will unjam the creative energy that seems to have fled somewhere other than here in the past month or so. It would be depressing had this never happened before, but it has, and there are ways out. Patience and trust are items included on the pathway out of the woods, along with time...time to play and just let things come on out as they will. I was going to reprint the writing here, but I have made it run on and broken words in odd places as well as written over things and find that mostly at this point its indeciperable and since it was stream of consciousness to start with and not plotted and planned, hard to recall.
Do I need to mention that job hunting is a job in its self? Trying to make my experience fit in their standard job categories is a real challenge. Ah, well, it makes me use the left brain and shake out the fleas.
Alyson Stanfield has a great article out suggesting that we all "go back to school" by creating our own curriculum for the coming "school" year with suggestions on what to include. I think that's a fabulous idea and wanted to share it with the rest of you to consider.
thought for the day: I asked God if it was okay to be melodramatic/ and she said yes/ I asked her if it was okay to be short/ and she said it sure is/ I asked her if I could wear nail polish/ or not wear nail polish/ and she said honey/ she calls me that sometimes/ she said you can do just exactly what you want to/ Thanks God I said/ And is it even okay if I don't paragraph/ my letters/ Sweetcakes God said/ who knows where she picked that up/ what I'm telling you is/ Yes Yes Yes Kaylin Haught, "God Says Yes to Me," from The Palm of Your Hand (1995) quoted in life is a verb by Patti Digh (awesome book, by the way!