Revealing How the Art Begins Again🪶

Tape marks, dog hair, fingerprints, pencil dust — the honest surface of my becoming.

A humble beginning: where the art begins again.

The true work has begun.

Not the kind that gets announced with fanfare, but the kind that starts quietly — in the early hours, at a small drafting table, with pencils laid out like gleaming vessels of intent.

This is the beginning of my solo show. Not the gallery walls or the final prints, but the real beginning — the place where the first marks are made, where the ritual of creation unfolds in silence.

My workspace is humble. My little room at the back of the little house we reside in. Cardboard tubes cradle my pencils. A roll of tape, a kneaded eraser, a binder clip. Lazy, fat dogs snooze at my feet, while an always out‑of‑control, eclectic collection of beloved houseplants sprawl across the windows, silently watching, but not judging. No spectacle. Just devotion.

And yet, this is the altar of my craft. This is where my art is born. This is where the myth begins.

I’m still new at this, still building skill — and this solo show begins right here, in the middle of my becoming. Everything is a first.

Imposter syndrome still visits me — like a small child pulling softly on my sleeve, wanting to be noticed, a quiet tug at the edge of my confidence. It doesn’t derail me anymore, but it lingers, a reminder that I care deeply about the work, that I’m alive inside the making.

I know I’ve grown. I know I’ve earned my place at the table. But the doubt never fully leaves — because I feel, because I care, because I want the work to matter.

That’s the thread we all share, isn’t it? Whether you’re a new artist or a seasoned performer — the fear is always there. Not as a flaw, but as a companion. A reminder that we’re reaching, risking, revealing. It’s okay to fear as long as it does not stop you. It is okay.

So this is me, beginning again. A new sequence of thoughts and imagination.  Not with perfection, but with honesty, with ritual and with the quiet courage to say:

“This is enough. This is where it starts.”