I pretty much live in my studio. No, really. It’s where I eat, use the computer, watch t.v. and sometimes sleep. I am surrounded on three sides by a plethora of art supplies. I work on a table I made out of an old barn door. But how often do I really make art? Not as often as I would like, or as often as I feel I should. You see, I am an art therapist and one of the guiding precepts of my work is maintaining my personal art making practice. It’s important enough that I preach it constantly to my students. But does the preacher practice what she preaches?
16 years ago my drawing teacher said to me that if I didn’t have a studio space I would not make art. I took his words to heart. When a roommate moved out a few years ago, I made the financial leap and took over a bedroom and transformed it into my studio. Now it is filled with shelves teeming with beads, paper, fabric, paints, sewing supplies, 2D and 3D collage materials, boxes and books. So what exactly is the problem?
I blame my dearth of art making on lack of time and energy, but the truth is I could be more organized and efficient about both. With this blog, I am making a commitment to be more focused in my art making and to share my journey with you. Will you join me?