Two full weeks have passed since my return from EncaustiCamp. This year was no less impacting on my creative journey. EncaustiCamp remains a pivot point in my year. Since then I have been trying to wrap my head around the next steps I take on this journey called life, hence the lack of internet presence. (I was also catching up on my sleep.)
When I take a break from being present in cyberspace, I always have a little struggle on re-entry. Typically a break surrounds a time of great movement in my life, and I feel a little vulnerable. Change seems to reveal tender, new growth freshly exposed to air. And then as I adjust to the new, a sense of awkwardness descends from my absence here in this space.
And with that admittance, I break the silence, the barrier.
Now to find words to properly express the EncaustiCamp experience….