On a day filled with wild hats at the royal wedding, I leave you with a scary photo -
or close your eyes right now and scroll down!
so why on a blog which is clearly dedicated to finding my inner artist, do I burden you with my hairdressing woes?
In finding my artistic voice, identity is key - the great question: "who am I"?
Growing up, I loved my grandma's shocking white hair, just couldn't wait for my hair to sparkle with white also. Well a few years back, I decided to stopped coloring and I cut my hair -OMG, Jaime Curtis short!!! whoa! shocked myself, I think I fainted and woke up a few months later and went back to color! So, now older and wiser, I will attempt again to embrace my humanity and let some of those sparkling whites grow in... The lighter hair makes for a less shocking transition. So off on an adventure of discovery.
Go with the Flow - one of my first adventures in art quilts. All the color except the forest green flecks, red heart and the denim words is made up of silk fibers (hand dyed silk caps) machine needlefelted into the background, which is simply the "wrong" side of the denim. White bamboo fiber swirls about her being both her hair, the clouds, her thoughts and dreams.
My Inner Artist created "Go with the Flow", while I was distracted with emotion. Cause one of my friends (LB) who is possibly of the most positive people on earth, told me of her cancer diagnosis...(her second time and she is a survivor!) I think my Inner Artist was telling me to embrace freedom, joy and sparkly hair. Can you hear her whispers in this piece, is there anything my Inner Artist was saying that you can pass along to me?
I can't always hear my Inner Artist, cause her roommate in my head, the "Inner Critic"- is such a loud mouth. So I have given Inner Critic 30 days notice, the Inner Critic, needs to pack her bags and go, or I am evicting her!