What A Year This Day Has Been

 

You'd think after making calendars for the last five years I might have gotten the hang of the fact they (at least from a gregorian perspective) tend to start in January. But here I am, just a girl standing in front of her blog, only really beginning to process and psychologically move forward from 2020 (as much as any of us probably can right now), and yet to complete work on my illustrated, designed and printed twelve part offering for the consideration of 2021. I've enjoyed returning to this blog over the years at key moments of stress or sensemaking or satisfaction, and even as a personal record and journal it's quite remarkable to be entering the 10th year of at least some of my thinking and work accumulating in the same url. I sense that I am at a really distinctive point of growth, change and understanding in terms of my creative practice, one that has evolved out of increased responsibilities in my professional life, as well as the innermost personal work on what it means to be me in the world, and really be there, y'know? as my whole self without all the different pieces held together (poorly) with masking tape.