The magic of the artist date
Hello welcome to my newsletter today. It’s rainy here in in Northern Michigan and as my digital boundaries continue to be steadfast I find myself waking up with more ease and peace. With little to no thoughts other than my own flying between my ears.
I have been working on a new website that more accurately displays how I want my readers and students to feel when they’re looking for new classes to take, podcast episodes, and creative advising. I pitter patter away on Squarespace while I rewatch Schitt’s Creek and June curls up next to me. One of my favorite things about June is that after she has her breakfast and goes outside she comes back in, gets on the couch, and goes right back to sleep for at least an hour, no matter what time it is. Also June never gets up before me, I have to wake her up every day.
I find that without my own access to Instagram I am entering an inventory phase of how my digital container does and does not reflect my goals and hopes for my work. I am always walking the line between artist who teaches online and online person who makes art. I don’t usually identify as a business owner although that is technically what I am in addition to being a writer and artist. Not in addition to but woven together, I am many things all at once.