Too Deep, Too Deep for Me...

For a few years now, I have been following Myrna Giesbrecht's writings. She has such a completely committed position to her art and to me works very hard at being an artist.

It is all too deep for me.

I am a lazy artist - I am a lazy worker - I am a person who lives by the words of the song " Whatever will be, will be" I certainly have never been one to make a hard turn in my life to keep on or to purposely change my track. I heartily admire people who can steer their way though life and make choices and even able to recognize the time to make a choice in life or art... I just float along and hope that certain things happen, sometimes I make somewhat of an effort to drift in a particular direction, but if it takes more time and effort than I seem to be able to committ, I don't worry that my "art" or "effort" was not up to par, just that it was not quite enough to be noticed... Marketing, is the word, I mean. I am not really looking to be famous or to do famous things -- but you know what? The thing that I have striven for has never been noticed?

Why is that?

I have written for a national magazine for more than 10 years. I have had a few short stories published in compilation type books. No one in my family has EVER, said congratulations or in fact one family member said to me "so, your not the first one to write a story" --- and that I have to conceed. My great-great-great-great grandfather wrote 3 books, between about 1830 and 1845...

I think, my attitude is what it is, because I am not here to please anyone except myself, and ultimately, I am very happy with what I have done, writing wise, and quilting wise, and even now crochet wise...