I’m entering another phase of life – one of an artist. I’ve always dabbled in art, but I squeezed it in whenever I could. My art looked like it too. My beading was always rushed. I gave up painting and drawing. My loom sat empty and quiet waiting for me to get to it. (There’s another story about the loom, but that involves a whole other avenue of memories that are painful.) I joined Yahoo swaps groups and started making Artist Trading Cards in a effort to get back into creating – and it’s fun. I traded all my cards and got some really great art back. I am trying to figure out how to display it all.
Anyway, I found that when I retired – I had time. I sat there waiting for inspiration. My problem is that I want it to be right the first time. I am still thinking that I’ll have to do something else right away. So this will be a time of getting used to having time to practice and then get it right.
