Monday, September 20, 2010
coming down post Squam
I am still gathering my bearings after returning last night from Squam (never mind the over 300 photos, primarily of the lake at sunrise and sunset.) I feel dangerously close to self-immolation from the flames of creativity that were sparked over the course of the weekend. I cannot put into words just yet what happened, but I can say something powerful occurred. An internal shift has been made; a change in my perspective, my attitude and my commitment to my creative life.
Squam: noun; picturesque cabins by the lake; a circle of supportive, inspiring, encouraging women; an atmosphere of joy, play, possibilities, expansive growth and fulfillment; a space of nurturing care; a sanctuary for the creative soul.
Squammies: noun; sisterhood of creative spirits; artsy warrior goddesses; a tribe of fearless women.
(yes, there were men at Squam; but my experience was a women-only one.)
I will write and share more details soon. In the meanwhile, scroll through these yummy shots by Susannah Conway whose class I took the first day. I am proud to say, that is my green and blue printed self in the first and third picture.
And today registration opens for 21 Secrets: An Art Journal Playground. I am sharing my art post card secrets and would love to have you join me! Click here to view more details