Jack of all trades, master of none, but oftentimes better than a master of one.
This calendar year started with a blizzard. Like, an actual weather-alert blizzard with over a foot of snow dumped on us, extremely cold temps, and school cancellations for pretty much the entire week. Aside from the one day finally back to school, only to get another snow day the next day, I’m honestly grateful for the time stuck at home.
I’ve been able to rework some art projects I’ve been avoiding, start a couple of new ones, and update my portfolio. My home studio is back under control and decluttered enough to where I can work in there with my Ridgeback shadow close by.
As I’ve been going through my work, seeing that as I bounce all over the place in terms of media and process, I realize that means I’m not boxing myself in as far as what kind of artist I am. I make art. What kind of art totally depends on what mood I’m in or what crazy idea I have floating in my head. And in a world that’s so driven by “content” and algorithms, I’m honestly glad I don’t have anyone or anything to answer to.
I don’t need to be known…I’d rather be seen.
And I’ll keep making whatever I want to make.
