To January, Love Me

My absence again has been haunting me. I had a long hard road to travel at the end of October and it continued through December, but I am happy to be past all that now. December brought about an insane opportunity as if to repay me in some respects for my battles won in the previous months.
I was offered the studio space I'd been coveting since March....and I did it! I got the space mid-December and celebrated a soft grand opening during Art Walk this past Thursday.
(Caution: Horribly dark and grainy pictures follow....think mysterious a.k.a. i have no camera again..)
 

I set up a "Design" wall and had visitors "Help me make a quilt" This was by far a great experience, though in after thought, it would have helped me a lot if I'd given them a bit more structure...See messy wall above. I must now turn that into a quilt. But first I have to get it off the design wall in one piece. Lordy.

Pheww. It's really been an intense couple of months.
And now with the new year beginning, I feel another wave of overwhelming options as to where to take life next. Some days I feel as if I have it all figured out. Some days I have no idea what I'm doing. I'm practicing the art of non-control and just rolling with it.
Last year was so intense, I actually don't even feel like going over it. I know I finished a lot of quilts, almost one a month. That I'm happy about.
I'm happy in general, don't get me wrong. I'm just still a bit exhausted.

My goals upcoming are to get the studio/classroom space up to par so that I can begin to offer classes. Which needs to happen faster than I'm thinking so that I can live comfortably and afford to purchase huge things that I am in need of....like a new camera and computer. Ugggg. And I also need to go back to clocking my personal work time. I feel so much better when I can look back over the week and see that I worked for myself at least double the time I do for others.

Winter vacation is over. I head back to work today. I have missed those little boogers. Oh stupid internal clock, stop pestering me. Like I have time for that. 'That' is on the 'Someday' shelf. I need to rock and roll this year. Great things to come. Awesomeness abound. I am truly grateful for my health and the health of my loved ones, grateful for all the opportunities I have been given. Grateful for my skills. And my brain, even though I feel like it's got ADHD sometimes, I love it dearly. Thank you brain. Thanks for teaching my heart to grow up.
It's good to say thank you, often.

Art Walk and One step toward Insane

Today is Art Walk, in the local Downtown area. We don't have any skyscrapers yet, but there are plenty of lovely homeless for me to interact with.
I am sort of like a bug zapper, or maybe just a porch light bulb. Attracting the blind and light sensitive folk around me where ever i go. Before i leave this town, i want to be know for crafting with the homeless. They have so much time, why not teach them how to piece patchwork and host improtu quilting bee's in the middle of the night, round some sappy street light.
Oh boy. I can visualize that. Hmm. Gears are turning.
But alas, i must start getting ready. It's like a gypsy day, i pack the wares into the little Volkswagen and set up camp on the sidewalk. Except today requires extra planning, seeing as it's not even noon yet and already 90 degrees.
Difference, i'll be wearing less clothes, and stationed under an umbrella i'm rigging up (taping to a dress form stand).
Sounds lovely. Then i'll be sitting, for hours, letting silver cross my palm and hopefully making some headway on my Fighter plane embroidery.