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I am officially 80 percent complete with this year’s 100 Day Project. It started much earlier this Pandemic afflicted year and I appreciated that immensely. I was given a reason to be purposeful and remember how wonderful creating daily feels. And I won’t be dragging my art supplies off to my vacation unless I want…
You recognize that you’re a creative person. You make stuff all the time. And yet you aren’t comfortable calling yourself an artist. You say, “Artists devote themselves to their crafts and are really really talented. That’s not me.” I’ve been there, done this too. But I say, it’s not about calling yourself an artist, it’s…
I am currently enrolled in the Creative Doer course constructed by Anna Lovind to find clarity on the creative project we have been dreaming of doing and the freedom, clarity, and inspiration to proceed. I knew this would be what I needed because her Creative Doer book was one of the most amazing reads, outside…
I am nearly finished my 1oo Day Project for ’20 , my labor of lockdown love titled 100 Days of Shalagh. I have created a mixed media collage daily on a 2 x 4 inch piece of paper. The stunning part of the 100 day project is that when you get to the halfway point,…
I’ve been rolling along with my 100 day project during this Pandemic of Covid-19. While I’m happy to say, I’m three quarters of the way through, I have neglected to share pictures from the quarter mark to the half way mark. So here’s the #100daysofshalagh, art and collage on tiny cards from day 26 to…
Somehow I’ve decided that there is a box I am supposed to stay within. That to venture from the box is certain death. I somehow always know that I am not allowed to imagine myself anywhere else but in the Fear Box. I am denied access to the world of possibilities outside. But I also…
Somehow I’ve decided that there is a box I am supposed to stay within. That to venture from the box is certain death. I somehow always know that I am not allowed to imagine myself anywhere else but in the Fear Box. I am denied access to the world of possibilities outside. But I also…
Mother’s Day was a hoot this year. Mark made sure that my every need was overly taken care of. My children said they loved me every half hour and I got thee wishes plus one more fulfilled. Household tasks I would otherwise be blown off for asking were taken care of speedily like sorting through…
If I had a dime for every time I heard, “Oh Shalagh you are so creative”, I’d at least have five bucks. This became one of those phrases that made me twitch perhaps because I didn’t think of myself as having any kind of creative superpowers which was obvious to them but not to me,…
I’ve passed the month mark for the 100 Days Challenge. Or 100 Days of Shalagh as I’ve hashtagged it on Instagram. And as I suspected, it’s not been that hard to do. Partly because I knew going in I’d already proven I could create for 100 days straight (See my starting post on the background…
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