These past few weeks I’ve had opportunity to talk about my art with several college classes. After each of these experiences I am a silk kite with no tether, soaring, twirling, grinning (not typical kite behavior, but still), feeling generally very high.
I know this is the human condition. We all love getting attention, but there is something else there too. I am invigorated by the realization that others are excited by the same things that thrill me. That moment of unity, when a stranger conveys their own enthusiasm about something I am obviously over the moon about, (writing words with my sewing machine perhaps, or melting polyester fabric with a hair dryer) is as charged and vibrant for me as speeding down a ski run or making the peek on a hike.