What would it feel like to be free? Free of worry? Free of doubt? To walk confidently and graciously through the world? To walk with no fear, no sense of failure? As I move through the world, minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day, I look at myself in the car mirror, bathroom mirror, studio mirrors and what I see does not reflect what I feel. What would it be like to feel free of self-absorption? To just move with my mane blowing in the wind?
Welcome! My Mane Blowing in the Wind is a visual showcase of my art, oriel pendant necklaces, and creative musings. I have danced toward and away from art for the past 28 years. Much of the moving away from was due to what I guess you could call "artistic paralysis": I heard the muse but went internal with it instead of externally expressing it through art. But somehow my art keeps emerging and recently it seems to have taken on a life of its own. This blog is a record of that discovery.