First, let’s talk about Ambition. Ambition, as in a strong desire to do or achieve something, usually requiring a great deal of determination and hard work. I have lots of ambitions, probably too many ambitions for the amount of time I have to devote to the need for determination and hard work. One of my ambitions is to complete the Blogging from A to Z April Challenge. A lofty goal seeing as how my last post was in October 2017, and the post before that was in September when I tried to do another “blog every day” challenge. What can I say, I’m a sucker for a challenge?
So, ambition. I am ambitiously thinking I can do this A to Z Challenge. I’m already a day late since the challenge started yesterday, so, that means I can break the rules and work it my way, yes? Yes. If I don’t get a post up every day, that’s okay. I’m determined to work my way through, A to Z.
Okay, enough of that. Now, what my blog is really about, my Art. I love to paint with needle and thread. I love to capture images using fiber rather than paint, pencil, water colors, or other mediums. I am a Fiber Artist.
I remember the first time I applied the term artist to myself. It felt…odd. I felt like a fraud. I certainly didn’t feel like an artist. That word was for people who painted beautifully, people like my daughter. But I kept mouthing that word at myself, and eventually I grew into it. Now I am proud to claim the words Fiber Artist for myself. It is more than what I do, it is what I am. If I couldn’t stitch and work with my needles, I would not be who I am. I open myself up, and my soul flows out.
[Fire Mother img here]
