If at first you don't succeed, try, try again.
So April 30 was the Philomont Garden PHair. I had worked so hard on getting my prints ready to go, printing extra business cards, working on packaging - the works.
Running on zero sleep and a whole lot of adrenaline, I headed off to Philomont, VA, set up my table, and assured myself that it was going to be a successful show. Moments later, a huge gust of wind knocked my framed prints off of my display shelf and just like that, my confidence was shattered.
Sometimes life throws you a curve ball, so I tried my best to soldier on and keep at it. And two more times the damn wind knocked down my pictures, dinging frames, breaking glass, and keeping me on my toes.
Before I headed home from the art fair, a local resident mentioned that I should stop by her house and shoot the wisteria in her yard. After all I had been through; so much out of my control, I inhaled the wisteria's sweet perfume and snapped some photos.
But when I got home, and for a little over a month, I kept my camera in it's case, refused to engage in creative endeavors, and hid under a rock. That is, until today. I uploaded the pictures of the Philomont Garden PHair, re-lived the wind gusts from Hell... and of course, the wisteria. And suddenly I am reminded of a beautiful quote by Kahlil Gibran:
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
... And my creative outlet is definitely my delight.