I’ve been a bit reclusive since I returned from my trip. I saw so much art my brain got full…I am still uploading and resizing pictures…soon I will post them on a website.

The plane ride home felt too long. I got airsick, then my lymph nodes swelled up. I spent the last week recovering from both jet lag and some sort of ailment. Blech.

Anyway, I have done a lot of thinking lately. I am going to leave my job soon. I am going to focus on making art. My biggest revalation in Europe was that I am never going to be good at art if I don’t start truly making it. These past few years have been a desert in which I have been very parched. I am sad to leave my job because I really do love it, but it is not what I am meant to do with my life therefore I must leave it.

I am afraid of the expectations I will face. The questions…the pressure.  At the same time I am excited and feel hope for the first time in a very long time.  David has been most supportive, and I am grateful for that.  I feel as though we have been through a lot of challenges lately, but I am more confident in our marriage that ever.  I do appreciate our differences, and I am grateful that the opportunity is still there to grow.  We certainly don’t have everything figured out, but I suppose that is part of the road we travel together.