Oh and years they move so fast and the days are somewhere between lightning and molasses. I'm very near to being another year older and very far away from where I was. I have had a very strange path of life, certainly not what one could call ordinary, but I'd be aghast at the suggestion that I regretted any of it. Maybe once I did, when I was, well, stupider. But not these days.

Moving, literally and metaphorically alike, but finally back to New York. To a new New York though, with new eyes. New priorities.

What else have I been doing? Well, there was the Equinox fashion show, which I thought went quite well considering I didn't measure a damn thing though still managed to make an entire four piece collection that didn't fall off of anybody. Complete with tiny hats and matching ascots!

I have a nephew now too. Talk about creation, he's pretty much the most amazing thing anyone has ever made!

Then there was Macbeth. Somehow I was lucky enough to stumble upon an amazing woman named Elizabeth Hunter who devotes a great deal of her time making beautiful theatre here: shakespeareatsloss.com. We worked together and realized a unique and strange world, my part being naturally what people in this strange world wore. Part Japanese horror, part skin-head chic, I think it turned out pretty damn cool. It's almost too much for my heart to bear when I get around like-minded creators who want to work and find a unified vision. She let me drape people with dead cayotes and put skulls on their heads. We're friends.

This is the year of storytelling. There are several stories that I absolutely must get into the universe as soon as possible, so I'm working on that. I must admit I'm very tired of sewing-it's back to drawing this year.


So.
Lessons of the last year of my life? Well, there are many. Gratitude is a big one. The power of thoughts, another. To realize the power you have over creating your life is pretty astounding. And although it may seem easier to put the power in someone or something else's hands (fate, destiny, a giant alpha male in the sky, whathaveyou) I personally find it a lot more liberating to be my own prophet. To write my own story. When responsibility is dumped in your lap you're able to own your feelings and all the bad and good that has come into your life and know that you can always change it. You always have the choice and the power-you are never without the ability to create the life you want to live. You already have.

I'm sure that only sort of makes sense. Sometimes once they leave the over all infrastructure of my mind thoughts lack the proper framework to hold their own. But for those of you who do understand it, I'm sure you really understand it.

This year I want to work on balance and dependability. I want to be a lot more available for the people I love. I want to make sure I return phone calls and see through on plans. These are things I've always had trouble with. It's in part due to my insecurity, then again, isn't everything? I want to be what people need me to be, and I can't always. I have to accept that. The people that love me already have, hence the gratitude. The walls are breaking down.

Above anything oh, I just want to keep creating. As much as possible, all the time. I create to communicate-the complicated things that are just beyond words and simple things that deserve more than that. I want to put ideas and beauty into the world and I want to connect with people through them. Real connection. I want to meet people who are making things too. I want to (metaphrically and literally, once more) hold hands and skip through the sprinklers in my mind with people. I want to feel that. The excitement you get when you know you're being perfectly understood and heard so clearly there's no miscommunication only pure emotion. There is nothing deeper and nothing more exhilarating. Sounds positively delish, yes?

So come on baby, let's create. Let's connect. Let's communicate.






Oh yeah and year after next I'm thinking needs to be spent in an RV as a gypsy falling in love with my country. It will be quite the love affair. Anyone want to come?