Being an artist is much about exuberance. This word and its experience have become rare in today’s culture. But artists are soft-wired to its possibility in every aspect of life. From eating and drinking on beautiful handmade ware to lounging on handmade furniture, and sleeping under a handmade quilt. We notice the caterpillar, the red bird, and the full moon. We try and hear the fall leaves hit the ground and every singing bird gets our attention. We have lovers instead of spouses, we adopt dogs as family members, and we revere the time to see day becoming night and night becoming day. We are regularly found looking for falling stars and satellites and we have holding our breath contests. We praise the last flower of summer and talk out loud to animals. Our family is royalty and at the same time stooges, we laugh at each other and bleed over every tear. And above all else, we are always humbled by God. He is all we have, and He is enough. This is what it means to be an artist, we are exuberant about living.
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