A Positive Turn

Beat me,

Shout and yell.

I’m a tough cookie,

I’ve been through hell.

I forgive all

Who take my kindness

For weakness

Except you, I guess.

Control me,

Excuse your ignorance

For a child of three

Who became a king.

The little girl

Who separated right from wrong,

Who said no more,

Who fought to be strong.

It would take a king

For you to listen.

I wear no ring.

My throne, my rights.

I sit here,

I am not your queen.

My life, my story.

A future never been.

***

As I wrote last month I wanted to post on the 1st October. A lot has happened since I last posted and I feel a crucial change happening in my life that might change the direction of my art work completely.

I recently rediscovered my love of pixel art which I remember from being young. I feel as though I’m reaching an age where enough time has elapsed to overcome the difficulties I’ve faced. I live in a new space and as time moves on I feel more settled, stable and secure. What is particularly important to me right at this moment is that I am able to decide what I’m willing and not willing to tolerate. I have some ideas of how this might be reflected in my art work. I’ll be visiting craft fairs over the winter and making things in time for spring.

I’m looking for studio space over the winter too, moving beyond my dining table and desk to make art making easier, but I’m also focusing on photography more. I want to reflect upon a feeling of comfort, calm and trust that is new to me, something I feel in my gut and which might be the result of the work put in.

I will post on the 1st November. May you have a brilliant Halloween!

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