I keep meaning to post more often, but then life/work gets in the way. Not that I don’t have lots to say; I do. But, sometimes the words in my head get stuck and I can’t put them to page. This is an issue because I want to write about my experience in Japan: my feelings, my interactions, what I learned about myself…and my downfall (why I couldn’t stay).
Hundreds of people go there to work and live, many decide to make Japan their home, others want to but can’t. And still others just want to go see and experience Japan on the short term. We are all in a common stream but come with different experience, unique to ourselves. I really want to share my story. I need to this to help heal and forgive myself as well as show appreciation for the people I met and worked with. Those who were there for me when I thought no one was. This part of my life was profound and I can’t pretend like it never happened.
Painting!!! Not.Really. I working on collages right now. For me, creating an art piece is like a journey through a maze. Or maybe a scavenger hunt. I’m looking for all the puzzle pieces. I have come up with some pretty nifty ideas. I put a small one together earlier today. Yes, this plan has legs and will be walking.
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