I love the natural color of these thin handpainted bangles. I wear them! I sell them! Seeing these same shades on the streets and sidewalks of Chicago in the likes of dirty snow and gray sky and my affection fades. I've got the blahs. I am ready for a new season. Just a few more weeks to go.
Until then, I'll just retreat to The Bubble and make sure I continue to fill and surround myself with positive things and productive thoughts. It's not like I don't have anything to do. I do. It was almost a year ago in a post that I was feeling the exact same way. I learned to create my Bubble after reading Twyla Tharp's The Creative Habit. I think I'll visit it again to get me through the Winter whining.
I find hope in the darkest of days and focus in the brightest. I do not judge the universe. Dalai Lama
It might as well be Spring.
The Spring Walk Show at Architectural Artifacts**
Sunday April 19th 10am-5:00pm
I respect and understand the attributes of each season. Winter is a time for hibernation; going within; eating heavier, seasonal foods for warmth and comfort. Now I am ready to put the weight of winter behind me. The layers: coats, hats, sweaters and the five extra pounds I gained. Nothing comforting about that. Can't hide that under heavy clothes anymore. I am not heavy but on a petite frame, it feels AWFUL. Another repercussion of missing yoga classes!
I am ready to put more of a spring to my step. I am ready to bloom and blossom. I am ready to sell my handpainted functional creations: boxes, bracelets and wall art. And Sunday, April 19th seems like the perfect time to start.
I invite you to come take a Spring walk at The Spring Walk Show at Architectural Artifacts where I will be exhibiting at Booth 26. This is a juried one day event featuring an artisan collective of jewelry, mixed media, ceramics, paintings and more.
New season. New art. New me. Happy Spring!
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I love the natural color of these thin handpainted bangles. I wear them! I sell them! Seeing these same shades on the streets and sidewalks of Chicago in the likes of dirty snow and gray sky and my affection fades. I've got the blahs. I am ready for a new season. Just a few more weeks to go.
