Well, it didn't take allllll this time to write my goals, but almost.
I finally just sat in my favorite chair with my Creativity journal and wrote. I asked myself, "what do I really want to get out of this wonderful 5 day experience?"
This retreat is all about tribe for me.
I remember the first year I was there I felt like I'd found my long lost sisters. Now there are new friends and old friends and we explore creative play together, laugh, eat , drink, walk, share, and laugh some more.
This is the group I'm so reluctant to write goals about? Whose voice is that in my head? Oh, yeah, mine....the critic, judge, and disapproving parent.
Once I lept over those voices and started writing, it was easy; make friends, draw (an on-going Zen I-Think-I-Can't practice for me), be interested more than interesting, explore changing the colors I wear, embroider, drink in the accessories Marcy is bringing from Paris and see what I can morph into my jewelry.
I forget that that disapproving voice in my head is mine and that I can move past it and play where I want. I am in the enviable place in my life where I am seldom judged harshly and I am free to play where the muse takes me.
I've been invited to bring art to a Hardware Store Show. Tim Flynn (timmyjflynn.com), a kinetic artist/wild guy is having a show to make real the hardware store he has always wanted to own. This store will be filled with hardware art.... I'm making squashed wire earrings, copper washer braceletes, snap ring necklaces (I've always loved snap rings....). I may make a mobile or two.....
Life is very good in art world!
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