Over the weekend I applied to an art show and I was accepted. I'll be selling my art at a local artist's market as part of a community wide open studios. Last year I attended this event as a spectator to both see the art as well as meet other artists and check out different studio spaces. It was a great day. I felt like a fish in familiar seas, and that notion was just so hopeful and exciting. I was on the verge of accepting a studio in the Joy Street Studios building, had met a studiomate and everything, but as things shifted with work and my dad's health I decided the timing just wasn't right. It often feels like these kind of opportunities are fleeting and that decisions are a bit urgent (at least that's how it feels to me a lot of the time), so when something fabulous comes along it's hard to turn it down. But it was the right decision, then. A whole year later I'm back in my creative groove and have so much more focus on what it is I want to be