My art classes started last night and I'm excited!
I went to purchase my supplies the other evening and felt really strange when I pulled out my old pencil case (that I dug up from the basement) and had ask the associate at Art Mart if any of my pencils/erasers/charcoals where the ones on the list. She looked at me like "Uh, how you have all these art supplies and don't know what they are?!"
I promise I drew a total blank .
I lost (gave up) my art so long ago that it's like that part of my life disappeared in my memory. A total void of memories where I know I have supplies galore in bags and boxes but can't remember what any of them are. Sad indeed.
No time to stay sad now though, it's time for REBIRTH! I pray these classes begin a wonderful journey to honor and express the noise in my head.
Life, Liberty & The Pursuit of Nappyness,