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Thank God/ess for Effy Wild. If you don’t who she is she’s an amazing human that is also a journal art teacher and a kick ass witchy woman who is having a blog along for this month.
I was already looking to kick start my artist blog and signed up with excitement and zeal. Then April first came and I overwhelmed myself with what I’d say and how and I had planned this long and drawn out thing about where I am in my life and… That never made the light of day.
The beautiful thing is as long as you wake up you have another chance so I thought I’d talk about the act and art of documenting this month and what I have on my plate. In addition to this blog along, I’m participating in National Poetry Writing Month. The goal is to write 30 poems in 30 days. I honestly can’t remember a time I haven’t at least attempted Napowrimo, during lean years it reminds me that I’m still a poet. During years when the ink bleeds freely it is a free wheeling time of scrawling words sometimes playful, sometimes humble and feeling more alive and more right than I usually ever feel.
This year will be a toss up, this year as I embark on physical therapy to help heal the bones broken in car wreck and as I admit I need a different type of therapy for the emotional things broken and scattered in that same wreckage, I’m not sure how the words will spill.
I’m not sure if I fear more that there will be an abundance or words or none at all. The hope is that my art will spur along my words and they will align themselves in a happy feedback loop like they used to back when my body was whole and working.