When a fork in the river comes along, sometimes you’ve just got to point your boat at it and see where it takes you. I won’t go into all the details but the river forked, my husband I took that new direction, and all of a sudden we find ourselves moving to Buchanan, Michigan.<\/p>\n
Buchanan is about 30 miles from where we live now and we’re in the\u00a0 middle of\u00a0 sorting through, throwing out, packing up, and moving twenty years worth of “stuff” one carload at a time.<\/p>\n
Most of my drawing supplies are already there, but I am keeping some sketching supplies in my big “Movin’ On” bag which has become a portable office. My art is taking a backseat while I coordinate this move, and that’s ok because this whole process gives my creativity plenty of exercise.<\/p>\n