Changes have been occurring...
The muse has taken me to a different place.
and I follow breathlessly...
sometimes barely able to keep up.
I’m working as I sleep...I wake up with ideas
and can’t wait to get started.
and for me a remarkable thing is happening...
my work is taking on a completely different form...
it’s coming from my heart, my head, my stories...
Now instead of spending hours looking at findings from China
I’m taking a higher road...I’m digging around in my boxes and
looking at my years of collecting and turning it into wearable objects...
little sculptures... The necklace I bought when I was 17...the buttons
my auntie Edith gave me...I’m bursting with joy ...the stuff has meaning to me.
I am an artist.
