Friday, January 15, 2010

My Fix


Art is my drug of choice.  Some people are addicted to drinking, gambling or eating potato chips.  I fine that when I am working in my studio-the music is blaring and I am at peace .  Time is no longer an element.  It has no place in my world.  I sit and can quietly engage with my work and become one with what I am working on.  The clock can tick away and I don't know what time it is or how I got there.  It is like when you are driving and you forget how you got to where you are. I find that both scary and amusing.
It is also my emotional therapy.  Whether I feel angry or sad, the work can express what I feel and reflect exactly my inner driving forces.  Artists are so lucky in that respect.  We get to let our work guide us along the rocky paths of life.