Then Ends Now. A phrase and virtual identity that I have clung to for many years. I loved the idea of it—its concept and philosophy. I extracted it from a tome written by one of my favorite authors. However, it became a limiting factor in my growth as an artist.
I felt as though I had to make everything fit within the framework of those three words—words that together held a very specific meaning to me. I tried to stretch and morph the meaning, but every turn led to a roadblock.
Letting go of a phrase that started as a guide but turned into a captor is… a relief. I create spontaneously and more frequently; the mental shackles are gone. I no longer sit here and attempt to justify what I create to a Reigning Thought. My creativity is freed.
Then Ends Now has ended at a point called Now, consigned to a past Then.
Passing time caring for critters.
Creating while they nap.
