Your reflection on the quiet art crawl and closed studios really captures how vulnerble the creative community feels right now. It is tough when local galleries and bookstores see fewer vistiors and it can feel like the cultural pulse slows with the seasons. I relate to the anxity you mention and the way weather shifts can mirror our own moods as we slide into winter. Creating songs or stories for kids is such a sweet way to keep the joy alive and share it with others. Hoping more people show up and recgnize the value of art in their neighborhoods even when it's cold out.
Thanks, Neural Foundry! That’s such a kind and thoughtful thing to say. Clearly you’re feeling the pinch around creation, the creative input/output, too, and anxiety. Yes, I sure get that. At the end of our art crawl, I missed one friend who’d just closed up shop and gone home, then happened upon this cool little studio of David Eide, and he told me how bad thing have gotten. Check out his work. It’s phenomenal (and I am no art maven or con-of-sewers, ha.) He was so welcoming. Cheers to you and thanks for interacting with me. I will not let this novel die. It’s coming. It’s my fourth. Here’s David: https://www.instagram.com/p/DPuOcReCZzy/?igsh=MWVkc2o5aTZ4bmx1OA==
Your reflection on the quiet art crawl and closed studios really captures how vulnerble the creative community feels right now. It is tough when local galleries and bookstores see fewer vistiors and it can feel like the cultural pulse slows with the seasons. I relate to the anxity you mention and the way weather shifts can mirror our own moods as we slide into winter. Creating songs or stories for kids is such a sweet way to keep the joy alive and share it with others. Hoping more people show up and recgnize the value of art in their neighborhoods even when it's cold out.
Thanks, Neural Foundry! That’s such a kind and thoughtful thing to say. Clearly you’re feeling the pinch around creation, the creative input/output, too, and anxiety. Yes, I sure get that. At the end of our art crawl, I missed one friend who’d just closed up shop and gone home, then happened upon this cool little studio of David Eide, and he told me how bad thing have gotten. Check out his work. It’s phenomenal (and I am no art maven or con-of-sewers, ha.) He was so welcoming. Cheers to you and thanks for interacting with me. I will not let this novel die. It’s coming. It’s my fourth. Here’s David: https://www.instagram.com/p/DPuOcReCZzy/?igsh=MWVkc2o5aTZ4bmx1OA==
I will wait for you even through the seasons. What else is there?
Oh my, you've made my whole last 24 hours, Jenna.