Ask me what I just went upstairs to do, and I probably won’t be able to tell you. But I’ve got other, more interesting stuff on my mind, anyway. The music in my head, the books on my nightstand (who am I kidding--the books that are piled everywhere,) the craziness my kids are up to, just about anything that has to do with learning and creativity and personality and what it means to make art and live a life.
I spent a large part of my life watching and listening. I liked being on the sidelines, in the back of the classroom, just outside the action, observing the people around me. Gradually, though, I discovered that I wanted people to hear me, too—maybe that has something to do with starting violin lessons at the ripe old age of 2 ½. Life can be a great two-way conversation.
I have a lot of different roles these days: poet, violinist, teacher, artist, editor. Dreamer. I would love to tell you that I flit easily and gracefully from one to the other, but that just isn’t the case. For a long time I was convinced all these things were at war with one another. Now I see more of a whole: a crazy quilt of sorts, or a mosaic. It’s a great mix, really—a rich way to live, even if it is less than tidy. And this place, here, is where I try to make sense of it all.
You can visit my Etsy shop, Bark Bread Designs, here
You can visit my Etsy shop, Bark Bread Designs, here
