My Kinda Day...The Artist Way

           

       They say we are made in God’s image. The very first thing we’re told about God is "In the beginning God created..." If I was told nothing else, this would speak volumes. To me, creating is the secret to life. It’s what God put us here to do. It may be a baby. It may be a family. It may be a business, a barn or a goat sign...
       Whenever I get stifled, stressed or sideways, it’s usually because I’ve gone too long without creating. One good round of allowing my mind a new project (be it an article, a chapter, a wall hanging or a cake) I can get myself recalibrated and back on track if I’ll just revert to Creating 101. Best therapy in the world…To me, it’s not luxury; it’s necessity if I hope to stay sane (which yes, is a relative word).

            Watching the barn wood stacking up on my lot (as I await the builders so as to start an even bigger creation) sent my mind a reeling…Oh the things we could do with that wood…The ideas were flowing…Times like this I eventually reach out to my partner in crime, Ria, (my best bud from childhood and fellow creating fool. She's a whiz at these things... That girl can paint or draw anything; she just sees things differently…Put us together and Katie-bar-the-door!)

           

          We blocked off the day, cleared off the living room table, threw a tarp, and pulled out the paints. The rest, as they say, is history.

            In between rounds the work-work still got done; there were trademarks to scan and renew; lawyer calls to field; reprint details to finalize… But the smell of paint and the laughter of a friend put those not-so-fun tasks in perspective. It’s why we do it, after all. In the end, it’s all about creating.