Journal Page Creations -- Day 71: I'll Never Forget That Day
Which day is that, I ask? There are so many of them, they blur together. How can I name just one? How about the day I rode a retired Olympic horse in Russia? Or the day I found a huge hunk of beautiful, pink crystallized coral fossil in a Kentucky creek bed? Or the night I captured enough glowing fireflies in a mason jar to light up my bedroom late into the night? Or the morning I woke up to find two kittens in my childhood bed softly mewing? Or my first kiss underneath a bush on a muggy summer night? Or the day I "heard" my horse-to-be tell me his real name? Or the snowy night where I saw my destiny? There are so many of them, like jewels, or paper cranes strung on a chain. I have been so lucky. How about you?
Welcome! My Mane Blowing in the Wind is a visual showcase of my art, oriel pendant necklaces, and creative musings. I have danced toward and away from art for the past 28 years. Much of the moving away from was due to what I guess you could call "artistic paralysis": I heard the muse but went internal with it instead of externally expressing it through art. But somehow my art keeps emerging and recently it seems to have taken on a life of its own. This blog is a record of that discovery.