I started working on a simple illustrated journal on May 1st. Short daily entries in colored pencil and china marker, … More
During my third, interminable winter in Minnesota, I realized that Spring could be more of a state of mind, that one could maybe trigger by taking action.
That tree… …is clearly experiencing growing pains… …is working hard to achieve better, stronger balance… …gives off a thorny … More
You read a lot about artists and the impostor syndrome, this crippling and persistent fear of being exposed as a “fraud”. I’m not sure what happened to me qualifies as a bout of impostoritis, but I have been downright mean to myself. And here is how I stopped.
Tackling a massive art project without a plan might sound insane. Especially when you have a child, a day-job and house chores to deal with. But working without a plan doesn’t mean working without any rules.
So, here I am, waiting to hear from the curating panel of an art project I applied to a few weeks ago. Ruminating.
I organised my past work, found rubber stamps sheets I had forgotten about, borrowed (stole) ink-pads from my five-year-old’s stash and started stamping away.