Once again, I am mortified to realize it has been a couple of months since I posted anything on Ye Olde Blog. Maybe we’ll just have to do what DH says… Realize who you are and embrace it. That’s not exactly what he says. I dressed it up a little.
I’m not sure if it’s a cultural thing or a baggage/lack of baggage thing (he is annoyingly devoid of baggage) but he is teaching me to let go of expectations and “norms” and just be who I am. It’s very freeing! It has yet to permeate all facets of my being, however, and the process can be a little uncomfortable. For one thing, in order to embrace who you are, you have to look at the rough hewn little critter and see it for what it really is. Sometimes it’s simply NOT as cute and cuddly as you hoped it would be.
In my efforts to become the person I wanted to be, to go the way others had gone – to the places others went, I had abandoned something. Somewhere, somehow, I lost myself. Now, little by little, with the help of my best friend, I am finding me. Guess what? I may not be what I wanted to be, but I’m not as bad as I thought I was.
Part of this process has been exploring a variety of art and craft media over the years. At least that’s what I’m now calling my tendency to get pretty good at something then not want to do it anymore. It made me wonder what was wrong that I couldn’t commit to and truly master any one thing. What conclusion can we draw? I get bored! My favorite part is learning how to do it. Once a level of proficiency has been achieved, I start flirting with the next shiny temptation.
The worst part is, it doesn’t usually take long to complete the cycle. Needle felting kept me satisfied longer than anything else had because there are so many and varied possibilities. Also, I’m running out of options. Sure, there are still a couple of things on my list: printmaking, silk screening, php literacy. Oh! Oh… Then there’s the blasted metal clay.
This post is getting awfully long… So, the metal clay adventure will wait. Suffice it to say, I am figuring out who I am, what I really want and what works for me. Naturally, it’s not what seems to work for the rest of the civilized world. Hopefully, it won’t take another 40 years to get to my new, mysterious destination. Until then, we’ll all just have to accept that I will blog intermittently at best. *whew*
