Dream.

On Art and Culture September 18, 2013

Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about the concept of the lifelong dream.  And I’m finding that the ultimate one imbeds itself into your soul and cannot be abandoned, no matter what life brings you to challenge its fortitude.

I have dreamed of my own studio for 21 years, but never did that dream studio look as beautiful as the one that has actually come.  My studio is the confluence of multiple paths.  I know it sounds intense, and it is, but only in the sense that I am deeply happy.

Today was my fourth solid working one.  All the others have been doing, fixing, ordering, running, installing, head-scratching, and cussing ones.  Today I have worked for a ridiculous amount of time and maintained a focus that really surprised me.  This is what passion looks like.  And I like how it feels.

A dream is never too good to be true.   What amazes me, though, is how it will keep tapping you on the shoulder whenever you turn away from it.

There was a crazy mid-September hail storm today, and my friend David told me it was God’s confetti sent in celebration of my new adventure.  Thanks, David, for pushing me to the very edge of radical gratitude.

 

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Comments 2

  1. kandystern says on September 19, 2013

    Dear Lauren,

    Fantastic site!  Wonderfully artistic, stylish, and sophisticated.  Your sensitivity, ability to really see, along with your artists  extraordinary eye, have brought you to a very exciting place in your life.  May you have the joy you deserve and abundant success.

    Love, Mom

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