Clearing out the school studio is a great catharsis. It marks the end of something and makes way for a new beginning. Semester is over and now I am ready to spend my hours in the studio. There will be no bells, no students, no loud speaker announcements, no calls to interrupt my chain of thoughts. It can be a lonely space but always something emerges from the void. I am looking forward to 3 weeks of white space and pure creativity. Stop by.
Stepping into the studio, I find myself becoming who I am. I leave behind the day of work and transform to the essence of my soul. I live and breathe art and have never given up on it. Since I can remember I have always created, It is my life, my breath. When I walk out the door of the studio, I become teacher, wife, mother, friend, sister and lover. More self conscious of my moves thoughts and actions. With art, I am one.