I thought it might be time to pick up the blog again, not realizing I hadn’t written a thing since July 2015. How much badder than bad could I be? Well, actually, don’t blame me. Blame the instagrams and facebooks and other attractive manners of the quick blurb, photo and done. I have to confess the communication quickie does have it’s merits.
I digress. In truth, I find that the blog as an online confessional worked for me. It made me accountable for things in the business, promise and deliver because you told someone else. While going through some paper sorting (my favourite thing to do) it jumped off the pages that I have been doing this for 19 years now. Wtwhat? Still uncertain how that happened. It’s all gone by in a fuzzy textured blur.
Over the last two years I have been changing things up a bit, but always small changes. Dropping certain designs out of the line, adding new ones, teaching more or teaching less. All small things trying to find the right balance. This year I’m tackling something a bit bigger, more dramatic, but always fibre. Things are in motion. All of it still on a path that’s pretty freaking woolly. No matter what, I will always follow my heart(s)