summer is almost official in our house, as we count down the final hours of school. that means less time in the studio and more time playing with my children. besides a few art projects here and there i am planning on taking most of the summer off. as i write this i wonder if i will be able to do it. last summer was spent writing, photographing, and making art for my book, which i very much enjoyed, but it allowed for very little time to play. i really want this summer to be spent making treasured memories (& homemade donuts as requested by my daughter when i asked her what she wanted to do most this summer ;), exploring a few new nooks and crannies, being even sillier, and more spontaneous.
i think/hope/want this short break from the studio to help me figure out where i want/need to go with my work. i am deeply craving some kind of new direction with my art... even though i don't clearly know what that means yet. i keep looking for whatever it is and asking myself "what is it that you want?" last night i proclaimed at the dinner table... "i'd like to set up my clay studio again." even though my words got lost in the shuffle of dinner conversation, i heard them and that's all that i needed. even if it's just a little tiny corner of a space, i am feeling the need to work at the wheel again. i think a lot of artists must go through these times of wanting/needing a slight change in direction? i still very much want to keep painting and creating, i just need to mix things up a little...
inevitably with the excitement of school ending there comes a little bittersweetness, when everything seems to come to an end for the school year. one night this week we actually had nothing planned, i seriously think it was the first in months, no soccer practice, no play rehearsal, no running club... how strange it felt to be idle for a bit. it lasted an hour and it was time to get ready for bed & read. :)
this idleness never seems to last very long. not when there is so much to do & see & taste & read & learn. we are almost finished reading island of a blue dophins, such a beautiful book.
my daughter took a shakespeare class this spring that ended this week with a sweet performance. she can now speak shakespearean... and who knew she could play such a fine romeo. not i.
and as for little miss ruby... she has been teaching me a lot about how to spend my days... playing. she certainly is an expert! she likes to play at anytime of the day (& night). she's just the sweetest little thing. i think even jazzy is starting to have a tiny soft spot for her.
"She said she usually cried at least once each day not because she was sad, but because the world was so beautiful & life was so short." ~ brian andreas