Writing
I would never call myself a good writer! Seriously, when growing up when I had a writing assignment it was like asking me to go out and cut the grass with scissors! I HATED it! Rules, rules, rules and more rules, I was never really good at writing to say the least. I felt constrained. Trapped. I never felt like I could let go or really put what I was feeling into words. So, some 20 years later I find it truly ironic that someone paid me a super sweet compliment on my writing style. STYLE Wow. I had to take a deep breath when she complimented me because it felt like opening a window and feeling the cool breeze, it brought such a genuine smile to my face. I LOVED that feeling.
As I continued to drive through Sonoma on my travels it got me thinking more about style. How each one of us has a unique style. My Isabel, now she really had a unique style … our dentist pointed it out and Isabel could not have been more beaming. I learned a few years ago to just go with it … it really wasn’t worth the arguing in the morning about not matching … I wanted her to be happy, why in the world was I fighting creativity. I can sorta shake my head at myself now when I think about it. Style is so personal, so unique. Yes, we need to know the rules, sometimes to be safe, sometimes so that we can write the professional letter that we need to, but we don’t always have to live by them in the case of style. And amen for that!
As an artist, our work is constantly being looked at. Some people love what we create, some turn their head to the side and ponder, some people turn their noses up, and some are just mean. I’ve personally experienced all of those things in consideration of my art. BUT I love it. It feeds my art. It feeds my style. So fellow artists whatever medium you create in, be it your dress, your photography, your writing, your food, or just you … I told Isabel she was a work of art the other day and she smiled from ear to ear … perhaps one of the best moments of my life witnessing that … keep doing what you do that feeds you and makes you, YOU.
