By the time the two-day class was over, I felt fearless. That’s no small thing for me; I often second guess myself and struggle to get into the flow. But sitting with a pot of gel medium, a table of paper scraps, and a collection of inks and paints, I felt compelled to just throw things together because they felt right – or because they felt so wrong that there was no harm in goofing off.
Mati, Stef and I all half-joked that we wanted to be Susy and Sarajo when we grow up. Except that they’re not completely grown up – they bring a sense of fun and play to their work that seems to get beaten out of most of us by the time we’re adults.
I’ll share the collages I’ve worked on since the class over the next few days. I even think that I’ll show them – rather than prints – in my upcoming show. But in the meantime, you can check out photos of our class projects on Susy’s blog, and on the Teahouse blog.
Sigh. And now back to my regular life…