It's a painfully evocative likeness: a apprehended instant from the first decade of the 20th years (a latest trend degree wasn't completely wasted on me). The burnt-out trunks of tall, directly gum trees (and the detail that it was in a family photo carton) suggest that it's most likely in the Otway Ranges in Victoria, immediately after a bushfire.
Are this twosome looking back at what was one time their home...? Have they lost everything?
What are they conceiving?
What did they do next...?
What was their next stage of life like?
I hold approaching back to that thought. I haven't lost everything, but I'm cramming up and moving to the next stage.
Since the first hint that life was about to get tricky, the last 18 months or so have been ... transformative... in the slowest and most sore of ways. I've worked on through. I've changed the way that this little enterprise of mine sprints. The little engine kept on chugging.... I wrote another publication, I did an worldwide trade show, I... kept... on... employed.
People who don't understand me notify me that I'm "a superwoman", or that I'm "an inspiration", or even that I'm their champion (?!). persons who understand me tell me to slow down or take a break. And now my own gut feelings are telling me that I have to halt for a bit.... breathe ...be the type of parent that I desire to be.... discover to rest again... I have to change the way that I do things ... afresh. I despise to let down the people who don't know me, but I am in no way 'super'.
I'm cramming up my beautiful studio and agency and going house and enterprise to certain thing more home-based.... with time and space to be a small, mother-and-daughter family, first and foremost.
I've already begun using the fantastic space overhead GJ's in East Brunswick as a educating space (and there are still locations on the zipper class in a couple of weeks time...), and will be educating at cut-rate carton in Mornington and Kimono House in the city in the approaching weeks.
I'll furthermore extend to supply my patterns to fabulous online and bricks-and-mortar stores, but I won't be operating a retail space or my own educating space.
I'll extend to design patterns in both paper and digital format (although I'm taking a short shatter from both, until I feel relaxed and resolved in my new workspace).
I'm looking ahead to my publication being released early next year, and I have other plans for new tasks. But first, I should rest and resolve in to a new way of being.