Officially, scited
I have referenced "scited" several times in my journal entries. It's a word coined by my friend, Leah, and I have never resonated with a word more, mostly because I feel this is my baseline emotion most days.
In 3 weeks, I'll introduce my first abstract painting collection to my community. I'm scited.
I've had a lot of support for this event - many messages, well wishes, and guidance. Sometimes I wonder if the show is the somber piece of the process. Is this why actors don't watch their movies, or why fashion designers barely walk on stage after a show?
As an artist, the prizes are the gifts in the process of creating. The show leaves an emptiness. Once it's showtime, I'm already searching for the next theme, the next experience, the next evolution I can create.
I feel like I've done a fantastic job of convincing you not to come (lol). I hope not. I would love to share this evening with you. An evening of creative connection + evolving - for both us.
With love,
Megan