“We are the music makers, we are the dreamers of dreams.” Say it out loud. Say it again. Go about your day reminding yourself regularly, and do it again tomorrow. Be who you are, fully, magnificently, even mildly at first. It gets easier with practice, and like Willy, plenty of time alone to develop just exactly who you are. Say it one more time. Good.
What we wear, when we wear it, how we choose and know what’s just the right shirt, pants, socks…these ideas are sometimes so second nature, and other times labored over for hours, weeks. The above stripes would be my outfit of choice for every day, if I owned it, so perhaps I’m lucky that I don’t.
Now, Alexander’s Jacket would be for going out, but regular. I sometimes think that barbed wire gets a bad rep, spikey and all, but how lovely of a pattern it makes, meandering verticals. This whole piece feels perfect.
So when I wake up in the morning, I call on my inner Louise, who did not feel right unless she had on her multiple sets of eyelashes. What is my costume for the day? Where can I push myself to express with this vessel that is my body? How does this translate to the vessels that I make in my studio? And just in case I get overly intense about it, Humans of New York bring me back down to this reality, this world we live in, where some days, I wrap a blanket around my head, layer up, and go about my business. We’re all quirky…and we’re all ok.