In the time since my last blog entry, the months have been
filled with an abundance of creative activity, a major household move and
related upheaval, travel, and opportunities to work on commissions and submissions
for major exhibitions. Time does not stand still and actually neither have I.
Two years ago, my husband and I decided to pack up and make
a major move. We found ourselves forming a juggling act to sort, pitch, and pack
all the treasures from my studio, as well as household contents. We made arrangements
for the sale of our former home, and to physically transfer to a larger metropolitan
city, Oklahoma City. During the lead up weeks before physically disengaging
from former home and hearth, I was chained to my sewing machine racing to meet a
deadline to complete Windspirit for a
Houston IQA show entry. I made it and so did Windspirit into the 2012 show. My husband is a very good man.
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Windspirit, 72" wide x 51" long
In mid-summer, we moved. As fate would dictate, at Christmas time, just about the time the dust, feathers and other new home issues settled, there was a water line break inside our new home, which took another month to resolve and repair. It affected my new studio set-up because I had to remove 2 book cases that matched the two water-damaged ones in a set of four bookcases in the guest room. New studio bookcases were ordered. Long story shortened another 3 months passed before I was fully working again in my new studio.
While this was occurring, I was planning and completing 25
pieces for my art gallery show which I called Wind Swept Threads. At that event, I sold nine pieces and acquired
a commission. All in all, it was a successfully show even though personal exhaustion
was dominant. (The blog heading, above, was a 3-piece set, called Happy Trails that sold.) I did not enter
an art piece to the 2013 Houston show.
Moving to a larger city meant leaving behind the expansive
fields of rural Southwest Oklahoma where seeing wild life was a common daily experience
which provided great inspiration for my art. I thought moving to a larger metropolitan city
would end those delights. Not so. Wonderful wild life, and I do not mean
people, do exist even in a sprawling city. In nearby undeveloped fields my
husband and I exercise our hunting dog where he has flushed quail, rabbits,
deer, and one very misplaced Chinese ring-tailed pheasant. A coyote or two
travels the same fields and serenade us at night as do the owls. And, of
course, there is the fabulous Oklahoma City Zoo which just announced the birth a
baby elephant. We have adapted and love the museums, sports teams, shopping and
great restaurants in OKC. The new year is promising.
