This month saw the opening of our group show at the Ellenbrook Gallery and as it is with any of these events there is always a deep sense of loss when it can't be shared with my family, but this time the sound of my Dad echoed through the space and what I thought would bring feelings of sadness actually brought with it a sense of home, a feeling of belonging and an awareness of what is here in the present moment.
As a natural introvert (yes I know this comes as a shock to many of those who see me in performance mode), the lead up to exhibition opening night can be somewhat overwhelming but a few years ago I realised that a cup of tea and a seat, offer calm of gentle conversations with usually one or perhaps two people at a time. Now, these are the moments that introverts delight upon resulting in an evening of pleasant discussions, thoughtful sharing, and new connections,
Unfortunately, the following two weeks brought with it an unexpected change of pace where I was thrown into the depths of winter bugs. A gentle reminder that life requires us to pay attention to not only what we do to grow our minds but what we need to do to look after our bodies. I'm glad to say I am through the worst of it now and looking forward to getting back into the studio.
So what have you been up to? Any new sewing plans? Any movie recommendations?