Saturday, October 13, 2012
at the moment.
It came to me as a vision the first day I worked at Valley Artisans Market on the way home. It was hope for a wonderful new opportunity and a new beginning. It was also the first piece of art that I actually experienced pain in making. The blackness went on for months and the small hand in the middle represented the hand waiting to grab me out of the blackness.
I guess I am revisiting this piece because at the moment I am in need of a symbol of moving forward. I wrote an entire blog post talking about the situation I find myself in now, but it is a rehash of the last few months of blog posts so we will leave it with the hope for a wonderful new opportunity and the hope for a new beginning. I am at least ready to admit that what doesn't kill you makes you stronger and I am not dead.