Beginning Again: Art, Uncertainty, and Small Leaps

As I’ve just re-launched my website and begun building a new online arm of my art practice—with courses and resources for fellow artists—I’ve also decided (for what feels like the third or fourth time) to start a blog again.

Over the years, I’ve flirted with the idea of blogging but often stopped myself. I’d cringe at my own words, like I was publishing a personal diary that might soon feel irrelevant to even myself, let alone anyone else.

Still, here I am. Beginning again. I’ll be sharing short pieces that reflect my journey as an artist, my teaching work, and the thoughts that rise from the space between both.

I don’t know where this will lead—but let’s call it another leap of faith into the unknown, as most artworks (and life chapters) often are.

While sorting through the collated posts to choose one to start with, I came across this tiny reflection:

The last blog I wrote was about feeling lost during another transition. I remember the discomfort—the disconnection from my practice, the pull of negative thoughts, the heaviness of uncertainty. And yet, just over a week later, I felt lighter. Brighter. That’s how it goes.

Ebb and flow.

So, this is where I begin—again