Residency

Residency

Here I am nearing the end of the group part of my residency at Green Olive Arts in Morocco and I’m a creative mess. Prints? Painting? Sculpture? So many ideas.

I’m definitely immature in the creative process. I have benefitted mostly by seeing others process. I can see inspiration is not my problem. I continually have a desire to make so I can work ideas out my system. To know if it is the one. To connect. To crossover. To narrow down. To control. I am fighting a grand battle with a Viking axe!
What a joy this creative struggle is. What a pleasure to find the time to just make.
All my energy goes into clearing space in the day for making. I scurry to the post office, I gobble down lunch, I force rest (if that is even possible), I cart my work home and back again just so I can make art.
This is the landmark for me in my first residency. This is the hidden treasure in the mammoth haul. I AM HERE! Shaking my shiny pink arse in all this mud!

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