I was 12 years old when I read The Outsiders and at 62, these words are still true although I don’t know about the “lot of time” part anymore.

For many years I had a vision of what I wanted and where I wanted to be. It didn’t always feel like it would happen. These were not lofty goals but they meant the world to me.

I wanted to exhibit in galleries, sell work, support fellow artists and advocate for the arts. I wanted to have a place, besides my diningroom table, where I could do my work. I wanted to be working in the arts in a place where it felt like home.

I am happy to say that I acheived those goals, not by myself at all, because no one does anything by themselves. I am grateful to my family, my friends and everyone who extended their support and guidance.

So, now what is the next goal? What do I want? I have no idea. I love my job, I love my home but I feel a bit lost without that carrot dangling on a stick in front of me.

In the meantime I have been stitching, felting and collaging in the hopes that my next carrot will reveal itself to me, hopefully soon.

Stay gold.

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