One of the joys of running workshops is witnessing the layers of emotions peeling back across the faces of others as they discover how to re-create and interpret the history and memories that are locked in their hearts and minds. I say locked for it is often the “act of art” that helps you to find the key to unlock those doors. The journey an artist takes with their paint brush, their paper, their fibers and threads is one that Ellen and I are always honored to join them on. We are often in the sidecar of this motorcycle, plying them with “fuel” to keep their motors running but it is the stories, the laughter, the tears and the end result which is what Art Is…to us.
Like all good workshops you have the Pre-event preparations with a strong and committed team to set up the accommodation for those who are used to roughing it
This weekend we set up on the porch…
and of course, we raised the flag…
The Goddess had once again whipped up a batch of her trademark name tags and combined with a delightful surprise package of goodies from our good friend Linda Schultz of Collage Closet (THANK YOU LINDA), we were ready.
and in the late light of a hot Sunday afternoon in August, there really were only two words these artists could express… Ta Da!
Until next time Judy.