Sunday, January 11, 2009

. . . wondered "what's next?"




The past month has been difficult for me on many levels. I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop, and so far, I haven't had to wait very long and the floor is littered, and not with Manolos or Choos, but those single old worn-out sneakers or boots, the kind that you find along the highway and always wonder how they got there. I won't bore you with the details (although you probably wouldn't be bored. . . sort of like watching a train wreck, or a snake. . . you are horrified but can't look away) but I will tell you that going into the studio and making these collages is the one thing that has kept me going. So whether I ever sell even one of them, they will have served their purpose, probably far beyond their monetary value.

3 comments:

bob cornelis said...

The levels on which art provides nourishment and support to us in difficult times are many. Amazing how art can serve so many purposes!

You (we) are so fortunate to have this ability to draw on that strength. I wonder at all those people out there who don't have that option...

Jeane said...

life can deal such hard hands sometimes - you aren't alone, but 'Art Saves Lives' is one of the best things you have going for yourself! - it sure is for me....

Mary Buek said...

Bob and Jeane: Thanks for the comments. Maybe art arises out of hardship, stress, heartbreak? Think of all those tortured artists you hear about.