Transitions, moving into the unknown. This is my life and my work. I moved my studio from Virginia to Denver in 2000 and ended up traveling around the West in an old RV for a year or so, taking my studio out on the desert to see where it might lead me next.
Transporting a rented loom in my little convertible. |
Weaving on the desert somewhere in Southern California 2002 |
This has been the story of my life, following the "invisible thread" wherever it might lead. And then I landed in Roswell, New Mexico with the perfect little stucco studio.
Orange flag was my open sign |
Warm and cozy studio. |
And it's here I learned to spin |
Thank you Roswell for encouraging me. |
It's been a great five years with lots of good memories. But the time has come to move on. To where? I don't know. I'll be traveling once again in an RV with my husband and dog. The RV is a much newer model this time towing a Smart Car instead of a convertible.
For awhile my studio will travel with me until we find another place to land. And there will be many more adventures along the way. So the journey begins again. After all, it's not about the destination, it is about the journey.
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