Weird the way the Universe works. When it rains, it pours.
So yesterday I hung my second show here in Colorado. At Jefferson UU Church in Golden, the arts director there asked me to put my work in the Sanctuary for the summer.
22 pieces later, my studio is totally empty of paintings. . . . which feels pretty darn good, and allows me to find more visions to make into art.
Now I feel like I can really head off into the world to fill the coffers with new inspiration and come back refreshed and ready to go!
I will only bring very small travel journals with me on the trip - we are backpacking, and going very very light.
But I will have a camera, and can update with photos and notes.
Already, connections that make me feel so supported by the Universe have happened -- a free 5 day couchsurf in Aix, where I went to art school many moons ago, a flat in London in exchange for some shamanism instruction, and my brother's house in the Lake District, with my Mom along for some comfortable sightseeing - I can't wait to see some castles! and one dear blog reader in London has said we can meet -- anyone else out there?
I'd love to check in with you . . . . .
and here is one of the walls of art we hung yesterday - the mushroom wall:
"Tourists don't know where they've been, travelers don't know where they're going." --Paul Theroux