I’m sure there are people out there who have some magical ability to know where to begin things, (at the very least their own blogs), but I’m not one of them so I’m going to start in the middle and work sideways or randomly till I get “caught up”. It took me eons just to decide what to call this thing but, in the end, decided to go with the less clever, more obvious (to people who know me) title/name/etc.
The idea to do my own blog started in February of this year when a friend of mine told me that I couldn’t achieve what I wanted as a sculptor, or anything else, unless I stayed in one place and focused on it. I had just finished reading “Eat, Pray, Love” and thought “fuck that noise…. why can’t this trip… this journey be part of my work?” I’m not a travel writer and I don’t want to be one but, as I told people my travel plan and my desire to try to create sculptures as I went along, they all said “Blog Blog Blog… I’ll read it”. People were so excited for me… strangers were so excited for me So here I am… beginning… becoming… learning how to Be and wondering if it matters if anyone reads it after all.
The idea to do my own blog started in February of this year when a friend of mine told me that I couldn’t achieve what I wanted as a sculptor, or anything else, unless I stayed in one place and focused on it. I had just finished reading “Eat, Pray, Love” and thought “fuck that noise…. why can’t this trip… this journey be part of my work?” I’m not a travel writer and I don’t want to be one but, as I told people my travel plan and my desire to try to create sculptures as I went along, they all said “Blog Blog Blog… I’ll read it”. People were so excited for me… strangers were so excited for me So here I am… beginning… becoming… learning how to Be and wondering if it matters if anyone reads it after all.