2012 ended, but certainly not without a show. Reunions were made and travels conquered. Seasons new again, but old with memory.
Situating slowly into the old ways of Fort Wayne I find new challenges, but better beginnings. Unfortunately the year started with a "Crash", literally. Each month, starting last year, and without a break, seems to grace me (us) with complications. Normally I'm the most optimistic person in any circle, but given the last 11 months or so I find that my challenges continue to bruise and heal slowly, but not without over lapping with new injuries before the old ones truly heal.
Yesterday my Mother and I were hit head on, but everyone walked away alive, and at this point that's all I care about. Slight and normal injuries, but nothing that won't heal with time. I continue to face reminders and seem to be stuck with the thought that I'm just too lucky sometimes.
Luckily there are things to look forward to. I have an amazing show coming up this month, this week actually. I am processing mountains of emotions, experiences, and thoughts with this body of work. I look forward to individual responses. I will dive into great detail about this series very soon. I have other projects and galleries to venture into as well. I look forward to stepping into 2013 with my running shoes on.
There are no resolutions this year, just the actions I choose to take. I hope to travel, love, and listen to all things beautiful and healthy. No more promises, only goals.
Dear 2012,
It was good to a point, but I welcome your sibling 2013 with open arms and a crazy grin on my face. Stay tuned for more and better stories yet to come.
Your words are alive.
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