Day One

New Blogger Alert!
I hope you all like me and offer the warm support I hear everyone gets from their blog. It seems very scary publishing a post and sending it out there into cyberspace. To be honest I had a blog before that I deleted because it felt forced. I really want my posts to come from my heart and soul written with with a purpose behind them.
My first blog was actually an involuntary reflex to another blog, the first blog I started to read, the only blog I read consistently called [i] Love Life. Anyway, my blog was forced I didn't really think before I leapt, which I kinda do a lot. In fact that was my first post, warning that it was an impulse blog that probably wouldn't last. So about after a week the blog got forgotten and deleted. It was good practice, no regrets, but I feel kind of guilty about the deleting part. So here I am starting fresh. If you don't see me (who am I talking to) for a while it is because I am trying to think of what I really want to do with my blog space. I am a new member of the blog community and I want to be a wallflower for a little while longer.
The name of this blog I will tell you about though. I have a two year old son, who talks rapidly and a lot. His vocabulary is big and fascinating and contains words the meaning of which only he knows. MOONSKY is one of my favorite words of his. He looks out the window points up and announces he sees moonsky, Daddy and I love it.
Here is a little info about me for those who don't know me and for those who do. I am a military wife, a pretty new one still, three years. I am an artist I paint mostly but not recently, anything that has been coming from these hands recently has not been worthy of my approval. I am a mom to the best two year old in my world, and currently, I have been struggling to find a place for me and myself and my art. Then one day while paying bills online or something I stumbled upon a blog. After a little research I was enamored with these blogs and loved what people were doing with them. I want to do this I can do this, this is what I am going to do.
After a little self searching and a lot of inspiration from these blogs I realized that to blog about my artwork I would seriously have to start making work again, something I have been struggling to do ever since I got my Bachelors of Fine Arts about four years ago. I have realized that when I graduated I considered myself a fine artist and part of that "world". Ever so slowly, really slowly after looking back over the evolution of my art way back to childhood, I think I might be happier as a crafter. Not something acceptable in the fine art world.
Just letting myself be a crafter, and not holding myself up to impossible art world standards feels like instant relief.The craft world seems to be supportive and warm and happy, where people are actually nice and supportive. As a wee child I messed stuff together, then I had an obsession with getting a sewing machine of my own I wanted to make clothes. I was really upset that the only kind they made for kids would do a chain stitch, which came apart really easily. I really wanted a Singer machine like my aunt's, but never got one. I ended up hand stitching clothes and things to wear, I even convinced my mom to let me wear one of my concoctions out of the house once. Later, I went to an arts high school which was my entrance into the fine art world. From there I went to college for painting and after a few years of painting I started sewing things...again, it was just on canvas with hair (and a doll or three), it was like a high fashion painting. I made really great paintings but I think it was just fostered by that atmosphere. Don't get me wrong I loved it, but I like clothes, fabric, and beads. Now my surrounding are different, that's not my community anymore and I have found myself lost. But these craft, sewing, scrapbook, and photography blogs seem like home. The work is inviting and not sterile and impossible to access. I think I found my place. So be patient with me while I figure out what I am going to make next. Please?