I'm Lynn Krawczyk and I'm a serial artist.
No, really. I am. I pack in art making and crafting and general creative goodness in every single second of every single day.
I spent a good chunk of my adult life in corporate America, running in circles, trying to find a way to hold onto my sanity. Time and again, I found that stealing a few moments away to myself without the constant noise and distraction of what felt like a daily schedule with rabies was the only way to keep my mind reasonably sane.
The odd thing of it all is that I did not discover I was an artist until I was in my mid twenties. It seems like something that should show up sooner then that, doesn't it? I guess I needed to let it percolate for twenty some odd years before it was ready to go. But here I am now, feeling really confident about owning the title of Artist.
Now I create constantly, obsessively and often without regard for my own personal reputation. (I Love Lucy anyone? Just wait, the studio and I are sure to cough up a story that makes you snicker.)
But calling myself Artist didn't come easy. I had to work at it. Which suits me just fine. I'm a no nonsense kind of woman. I don't expect anything to come easy, at least not anything that is worth having. And being an Artist is no different.
Its been a wild ride and you know what? Its not over yet.
I'm making changes in 2011. I'm going to talk endlessly about owning your voice. Really owning it. Take all the classes you want, read all the books, study other's work. But get to your studio, and DO THE WORK.
Ready?
