So lately I've been thinking about the dream I've had as a little girl - to have my own gallery space and studio. I've had many studio's in the past, and I will continue to have a workspace and playground for the rest of my life. A place for my art to call it's own, a place of colours and creativity. A space where it's safe for all my emotions to burst out of me the way they should. A studio that's sometimes too messy, where paint goes all over the place - the walls, the floor, I even once got some on the ceiling. A place too hard to keep tidy. While having a studio space was never difficult. I've always had too much art to keep locked away. But an art gallery - that's the real goal. A place where all the paintings have there own spot - where the paintings go up on old walls, and come off and travel to distant new forever homes. I always tell myself that dream is 5 years away. Well, it's time I start making that dream a reality. I don't think it needs to be 5 years away. I've got the time and energy to put into it and it's high time that I do.
My mind is like a locked box - but it's inspired right now. I've got all these ideas and thoughts and pictures and words in my head and they're ecstatic to be set free. I've got a couple of mood boards in the works, ideas that now have home on tangible surfaces. I'm unlocking that box. It's time.
I've always treated my art as something personal. Something mine and my own. I sell occasionally and so many of my works are on walls around the world, but a vast majority of them stay tucked away and hidden. In drawers, on walls in the studio, rolled up in a corner. I'm ready to let it all spill out.
Here's to making dreams come true. I'm putting in the hours. I'm putting in the work - and that dream - it will come true.
I promise.