is that you? yes, it’s me.

I’m trying to recognize myself, but the past few days have me flummoxed.  It seems my best way of coping with all the happenings is to let it all come out in my art.  From stitching beads and other fun things to the fabric pieces to getting my hands in mud, it’s all good.  The clay is the same but different.  Perhaps it is what’s going on inside me that’s different.

I am going out to visit with a friend.  The second non-family person with which I will have a conversation.  The first was with a friend who collects my art.  He was a great help.  There are so many things you can tell a friend that you wouldn’t necessarily tell a family member.

Back later………..