It’s been quite some time since my last blog entry. As some of you know my artistic scope has expanded to that of photography. What was once just a hobby of mine turned into a part time job this past year. What an honor it has been every time someone has hired me to capture their special moments. The thing with privilege though is it usually comes with great responsibility. Having two wonderful little balls of energy, Elijah (4) and Lukas (2), to chase after really limits the amount of free time I have. The few hours I am able to squander in the wee hours of the night I have been dedicating to editing pictures. All this to say, as wonderful as this season of photography has been, I REALLY miss making my art and jewelry.
I miss creating something out of nothing. I miss being inspired by words and using my imagination to bring them into a tangible life. I miss the smell of clay and the release I experience while kneading it in my hands. I miss how the red clay stains my fingers and how I am unable to mold it into anything but a heart. I miss hammering metal for no apparent reason and just shoving it into a drawer awaiting the day it calls out to me. I miss covering dull, lifeless objects with paint and giving them life and emotion through color. I miss having my hands covered in glue as my fingers stick to everything they come in contact with. I miss going through books and magazines and cutting out whatever words or images speak to me. I miss going to thrift stores in search of a certain something for a work in progress and feeling my heart drop when I find the perfect match. I miss creating miniature worlds that come to life within my jewelry. But most of all, I miss creating artwork that will encourage and uplift others.
I could go on and on about the things I miss and the time I wish I had to create my art and jewelry, but I think you get the point, just as I did while writing this entry. I find myself at a difficult place in life where I have to choose between two loves…art and photography. I am sure many of you reading this have been in this same uncomfortable place before. If you have found yourself in this predicament consider yourself lucky, to have more than one love is a wonderful problem to have. After much thought and deliberation I have come to realize that although I love photography, I can not live without art. As the saying goes, “If you love something set it free, if it comes back it was meant to be.” These beautiful words inspired the piece above which is called “Set Free.”