When I first began exhibiting my work professionally about 15 years ago and the tender age of 35, I had no idea what lay ahead of me. I worked in the lowest level of our four-level split home in the park and though I had no windows for natural light, the lighting was nice and the space was warm. I could work at any time of the day or night without disturbing my young family which was a real treat. At that time I painted, worked with clay and woodcut prints...just for fun. There was a lot of advice shared with me, some of it good, some of it not so good...not for me, in any case. The best advice I received was to trust myself more. And I'm so grateful for this age of technology as it has changed the face of the art world so that artists have more control of what they do and how they do it.
There are days I would love to go back to that studio on the creek. To toys and a crib in my studio. To experiment and play for the first time. And then, I think of my daughters who have become lovely young women and who, I hope, if nothing else have learned to follow their hearts in spite of any advice that they receive...from me or anyone else. There are jobs now that weren't even in existence when I was a young woman so I know that opportunities will present themselves when they are ready, too.
Honouring the Ancestors
Great Places Plan