Life is a Creative Adventure

Life is a Creative Adventure

Everyone has got something they've given up to get where they are. Maybe it's soccer, or art, or dance, or macrame, or scrapbooking, or a degree you don't use because you chose to stay home with your kids. Many times its something that’s not in your control. Maybe you didn't have the support to pursue the things you wanted to do. Maybe the resources weren't there and you needed to remain practical in order to survive.

Sometimes you’ve had to give up the biggest things. Sometimes it's people, or your home. Rest assured, everyone has something. 

Even if your life is amazing, it’s too easy to get stuck and pine over your “give-ups.” It’s really easy to stagnate where you are and look back at all of the “what-ifs” in your life and feel the sting of those losses. It’s also way too easy to bury many of the things you gave up and assume that you are past them or that you too old or too practical to fit them into your life anymore.

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Hitting the Pause Button

Hitting the Pause Button

Busy. Life is busy.

I'm in the busiest years of my life. Being busy is a privilege. I totally get that. (Although sometimes it feels like a giant anvil living invisibly on your chest).

Right now, I am busy.

Don't get me wrong, I am NOT complaining. But in my general state of busy there isn't a whole lot of room for the art that I have been so passionate about.

I've been making...

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Finding the Golden Moments

Finding the Golden Moments

Some moments in your life are defining even though you don’t know it at the time. I have quite a few significant moments, but one that my kids ask me to tell them about over and over is something that to this day lingers as one of my happiest days and also one of my biggest regrets.

A long time ago, I was a theater major in school. We had just finished a production of Stephen Sondheim’s “Company”. A director from...

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...And So We Dance

...And So We Dance

Once a week I take a ballet class. It's for grown ups. It's hard to find dance classes for grown ups. There are so many of us that "used" to dance. As young girls it was almost expected that we dance, but as grown women it is expected that we stop. It is generally assumed that we are no longer able or that we are just not worthy of watching anymore.

When you are a young girl, youth, beauty and grace are almost synonymous with donning a tutu and taking to the stage. As a grown woman, unless you are a professional, not so much. When I ...

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Mommy, Tell Me a Story

Mommy, Tell Me a Story

Recently one of my kids has started to ask me the same question every night before going to sleep: "Mommy? Can you tell me a story from before I was born?"

It’s made me realize that to this little person, my life is a story. Every decision I've made until this point is now part of a narrative. What I view as a bumbling series of random events, decisions and mundane happenings means so much more than that to this tiny being.

When I was a kid, I relished hearing my mom talk about growing up in an old steel town. I loved hearing about...

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Your Underappreciated Momativity

Your Underappreciated Momativity

Art.


Art is not just paint on a canvas, a musical performance or carefully choreographed dance steps. So much about everyday life is art. Art and creativity are everywhere and everything. (Sir Ken Robinson says so, so it must be true.)


Mom art.


Becoming a mom is inherently creative. Being a mom and living the day-in and the day-out is...

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Making Art in the Cracks

Making Art in the Cracks

I’ve come to realize that most of my really valuable artistic experiences have always happened in the cracks.

Growing up I did a LOT of community theater. It was a magical, safe place where I could be myself with a similarly odd group of people and also spend a large amount of time pretending to be someone else. My first experiences with this magical world were in the rehearsal space. It was the top floor of an old fire hall. To get upstairs you had to wade through the downstairs garage which was full of old set pieces and painting supplies. It always smelled of a comforting mixture of sawdust, paint thinner and glue. Once you got to the back you made your way up the creaky wooden stairs to the second floor. The space was...

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Adventures in Normalcy

Adventures in Normalcy

On the surface my life is pretty ordinary. At the moment, I am a 40 year old, middle class American. I have 2.25 children (another story for another time). I have a husband and 2 cats. I live in the suburbs. I drive a mini van. I'll let you in on a little secret though: every chapter of my life has been a totally unexpected, creative adventure.

Growing up I never had ...

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