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Feeling Lost

Helloooo 2014!
Happy New Year everyone.

Yesterday was Freret Market and also my first market of the year.  It was not as big as it usually is but still nice nonetheless.  There is my booth to the left.  Do you see it?
Well...here is a close up.
The sun poured its rays over me and kept me warm for most of the day.  Good thing because it was cold out there.  I do not know if you can see but my inventory is pretty slim.  I have had a hard time with the creative process these days.

I am officially lost!

It is the beginning of the new year and a lot of people are making new years resolutions or goals.  I to have a goal, to try to be a little less stressed, eat healthier, and be in the moment.  However, I do feel a little lost, in direction, as far as my art goes. 
Where do I go from here? 

The studio is cold...
she is empty...
she is lost...

So what does one do you might ask to get that creativity to spark?

 Get organized?  Nah!  That is too much like work.  
What you do is get your booty in the studio and just make something already!  Stop feeling sorry for yourself.  Hehehehe!!!

So last Friday night I made this for my first market of the year.
When I finished I was not too pleased with it and neither were a couple of other peeps.
I know (because they told me). I got criticisms like...

This is so unlike you.
Can you add a couple of more eggs?

It was difficult at first to take the criticism and I lashed out like the artist that I am and went to bed disturbed because I was not happy with the outcome either.  
I wanted to create something simple and affordable but instead it was plain and lacked dimension...
it was cold 
yet interesting because I choose to make a birds nest.  My subconscious must of known.  
It is time for rebirth or recreating myself once again.

Sometimes simplicity can be nice but sometimes a piece is starring you down and saying, "Hey!  You are not done yet...
pay attention!".

So stay tuned for the upgrade on this little bird.  She says I am not done.  HA!

Here is to a great Sunday and rest of the week.  
Enjoy the journey.
Namaste
Kalaya

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