So I think this is going to be our first real offical post, the first post that is more than a comment or a sentence, so what to say? How to start it all? I don't even know. I'll just start where my thoughts are right now, because that's all this is anyways, that's all art is. Just dealing with what I'm thinking about. I'm not a verbal person, if I was, I would be a poet, or a writer, or maybe an actor, but I'm not, I don't know how to express myself verbally, I'm just not that good at it. That being said, here come some words...

What is real? Some say, that which is most real, is unreal, and that which is unreal, is the most real. So what is this art making thing to me? The most real or the most unreal?
I only know that I am influenced by the people and places around me, for better or for worse, and I am living in the place I grew up in, not by choice, but by default, but to say that we do not choose for ourselves is a lie, we always choose, even if we feel forced, it is always a choice.
That being said, this studio is saving my life right now. I would not be able to live in this place without making art.

This art right now, I feel is a relfection of being here, in this place, some things forced, but we have been away for awhile, we have become different people. How do we preserve what we have grown to be and still exist in this place we come from without feeling we have lost the growth we accomplished from going to these other places? Are we this new person we have grown to be? Or are we still the old? Can we be both? And if we remain will we loose what we have gained?


All I know is that it is hard for me to be here, to live in Waukesha, to exist here. Perhaps to exist at all. I'm just taking it one day at a time, one print at a time, one piece of fabric, one stitch, one minute...

So this is our blog, showing you all our process, showing you all a part of myself I have never given out so freely as I am right now. I hope this will be a good experience for me. Having my own space and my own studio has already allowed me to own something in a way I never have before, and now I set it free.

So here it is, I suppose a 'true living project' all of our own.

court n spark