how did that happen?
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Ph 121808(detail), 2008, acrylic on paper, 22" x 30"
You know that high dive we all take from time to time off the cliff of creative inspiration? You take a leap of faith with whatever it is you're doing and don't look down (or back, for that matter). You don't know where you'll land, but you're enjoying the view. You're working and realize upon reflection that at some point, you took that leap and now find yourself lost in a whole new world of your making.
Sometimes, there's no warning. You look around and suddenly realize that you're in unfamiliar territory, but things feel ok, there's no threat and you continue on, enjoying your journey for however long that leg lasts. Looking back on the past couple of weeks, that's where I've been; slightly different place and not quite sure when I took that first step.
Subconsciously, I think I knew I'd chosen something different, but the ease with which I found myself there was surprising somehow. No angels singing, no bands struck up, just a "Huh, well, that's interesting..." and you just keep going. At some point, the questions start creeping in, but for the moment, you just go with it.