A new normal
This past week has been spent bashing around trying to find equilibrium, a balance between what was and what will be. In between I've had to go to doctor's appointments and PT appointments and telling my ironman story over and over.
And I've been out in the studio too! It was an odd sensation rediscovering the artist within. My hands easily picked up where I'd left off, twirling odd bits of wire, sorting through known drawers, slathering crackle paste with gay abandon. But my eye ... my eye is still trying to focus. This is what I used to do? Why? Am I that person anymore?? Big questions all mired in physiological uncertainty. It isn't easy being an "athlete" (quotes because I still don't self-identify with that word) and artist (ironically I DO self-identify as artist. after all these years of critical self-doubt. whoddathunkit?!?) combined.
tricia_joy I can't even begin to fathom answers to your wonderfully articulate, speculative, deep questions. Suffice it to say I create because it's who I am. Whether the outside matches the inner work? I honestly don't have a clue!
Bashing. Bashing.
And I've been out in the studio too! It was an odd sensation rediscovering the artist within. My hands easily picked up where I'd left off, twirling odd bits of wire, sorting through known drawers, slathering crackle paste with gay abandon. But my eye ... my eye is still trying to focus. This is what I used to do? Why? Am I that person anymore?? Big questions all mired in physiological uncertainty. It isn't easy being an "athlete" (quotes because I still don't self-identify with that word) and artist (ironically I DO self-identify as artist. after all these years of critical self-doubt. whoddathunkit?!?) combined.
tricia_joy I can't even begin to fathom answers to your wonderfully articulate, speculative, deep questions. Suffice it to say I create because it's who I am. Whether the outside matches the inner work? I honestly don't have a clue!
Bashing. Bashing.