My nose has been to the grindstone preparing for Mayday Underground 1 week from today! Thankfully my absolutely stunning husband who had this week off took home and baby duty the whole week so I could get into my rabbit hole to do some work.
I don't have nearly as much as I hoped--I always think a day will be more productive than it is. I'm a hopeless optimist--what can I say? But I will have so much more than if I relied on a few sleep deprived hours at night to get things done. I have some new designs and some old favorites to share at the show. The sketch book is brimming with ideas which I'd hoped would all be debuting at Mayday but alas that is not to be. I am trying to stay mindful and present to life, slow and steady as an admired artist just happened to reflect upon today. If I could be one fifth as prolific as she is I'd be thrilled, yet I am contented because I had this extra time to be present to my work, not relying on fits and starts. I keep working and I am seeing results. My baby will only be little for a small while so I'd rather spend time basking in the glow of his smile and be a witness to his learning and growing, creating and blooming. He is my greatest work, much of my inspiration and purpose.
So are some debut photos of some unforgettable fellows and a shadow box all aflutter.
