10 September 2010

Interior Life

Kitchen towel
If you've read my blog for any length of time or had a conversation with me in the last year, you know that being creative and living a creative life is what I strive for every day. In the last few weeks I've been working through my own struggles -- talking, writing, working it out. All of it.

When I sat down to write my essay for the Curator, all I could find to write was the same stuff I grapple with every day. What does it mean to be healed? What does the creative life look like? Why do I feel such a strong need to write and make and find beauty?

This is what came out.

And, no, I don't have a motorcycle.

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