Daring to Try

There's something always exciting about facing a challenge and overcoming it. As a counselor, I get to help others with that process and once a year I have the honor of watching students graduate often knowing what they had to face beyond tests and papers.

But we all have personal challenges to deal with.

There's a local art show sponsored by Munson Williams Proctor Institute that I've enjoyed visiting for years. I've always been lucky enough to have artistic friends, but just as I've never taken a political science class, neither have I taken a formal art class.

But art has come to be a serious hobby for me. And there are some days that it's a lot more than a just a hobby. There are some days where making something creative is the best counterbalance for some of the other aspects of the day.

But past week I took the plunge and submitted a piece to the Sidewalk Art Show. I've thought of doing it for the last few years, but it's a juried show. My usual justification for not doing it was that the submission day was the day that I leave for my annual get away. The stronger reason, most simply, was that I just was too chicken.

So I had to laugh as I was leaving the museum and the guard commented "Well, that didn't take long."

"Actually, it probably took like 15 years," I answered.

Dropping the piece off didn't take long. Working up the courage to do so probably took too long.

And yesterday, I got the postcard telling me that my piece had been accepted for display!

On the Road to Smithville Flats

It was Smithville Flats Days in Smithville Flats, NY. I was again on the road for the Michael Arcuri campaign. We were there for a parade and on the way back, we stopped at 2006 Wet Paint, an arts celebration in Oxford, NY. Unfortunately, the wet weather put a damper on the Wet Paint celebration.

The weather wasn't all that friendly, though once again the people were. Maybe that sums up living in Central NY. At least today, I remembered to grab a jacket. As much as I was glad for having it, I really wish I'd thought to put on socks and sneakers instead of spring sandals. Silly me.. I thought it was June.

When I moved back here after living in Washington, I had the hardest time trying to fall asleep. It was just too quiet. But I've been here long enough now and with the memories of growing up here that I can find contentment living here.

There's nothing like small towns that still embody community. Kids playing across backyards, neighbors visiting on front porches, neighbors watching over the said kids, and everyone knowing each other.

And in spite of the grey skies and occasional rain, driving though the 24th Congressional district is sheer joy. Add good company and this is more fun than I've had in a very long time. The landscape is often breath-taking. The wildlife is humbling.

Though there are dangerous temptations out there too. I've been finding more used book stores and really need to start mapping those out so I can get back to them. Today's test was a rubber stamping store in Oxford, NY, the Creative Stamper. I don't think I failed the test.... I just didn't spend a fortune there today. Which is pretty impressive, I think, because they carried not only paper arts supplies, but jewelry-making supplies too.

Who knows... maybe tomorrow I'll even get a little time to play.