textile recyler: "Post 3 Pieces of Art a Day" Challenge

The creative and spiritual journey of a (textile) recycler. . .

I have thought about starting a blog for a long time now. I just couldn’t seem to get started. I thought. . what would I say, what would I do and really . . . . . who would care.

Last year I had the great fortune to witness a ‘happening’. As a spouse at a reunion (I know, groan) I was both an observer and participant. This reunion was attended by some of the most creative and talented people on the face of the planet. Really, no exaggeration! But many were holding onto life long insecurities. They didn’t think they were talented enough and embarrassed to perform in front of each other for fear of . . who knows . . . finger pointing, whispers, laughter, ridicule of some sort for sure. Once it was revealed that many shared the same feelings, the healing began. And I was the lucky one. I got to witness it all and benefit as well.

So, the message is that we all think we are not good enough compared to someone else, but we are. Don’t let your fears and insecurities stop you. We can’t measure our own success by someone else’s talents.

This revelation and the kindness / support of strangers has propelled my creative journey to a place I had given up ever getting to. Tho I thought my creative juices were dried up forever, they have merely been reawakened. Many thanks to all involved in my process, including in-part . . Victoria B, Mrs. W., Charles Mc., Claudia H, Mary B, Cindy G, Sandy B, Traci B., Kat C, and my IAA family. So, thank you. I dedicate this blog to all of you!

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

"Post 3 Pieces of Art a Day" Challenge - Day 1

I've been nominated by Caryn Smith to take part in the "Post 3 pieces of art a day" for 5 days. Yipes! I haven't really produced anything in quite a while and I'm a bit shy to post what I make anyway. What should I do? Accept, not accept, just freak out.....oh my... the pressure is killing me.

Then again, maybe this nomination is a good thing. Maybe it will force me out of my comfort zone... or maybe it will cause me to retreat more. Only time will tell. That artist insecurity creeps up and those voices start whispering in my ear telling me to run... and fast. But I'm going to ignore them for a change. I know, it's a shock to me too!

Since my moniker is Textile Recycler,

here are few pieces of recycled fabric that I have dyed.