New things are stirring. I feel my creative compass shifting ever so slowly from the identity of artist to the calling of a writer, and a deep desire to express beauty and truth into the world through the intellect has taken root. Of course one does not cease being an artist, and these stirrings are really a new shoot growing from the same massive tree that has evolved and matured over the past many years.
So to support this movement, this new tendril of life, I thought perhaps it may be a good exercise to begin writing again on this blog. This time, not as much about art, but more about what I encounter as I tend to the growth of this new shoot springing forth.