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"Just be who you are, calm and clear and bright." - Richard Bach, Illusions: The Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah

Shedding My Skin

You must follow the path that opens to you and you must never stop. And it will demand that you shed your skin, over and over and over again. Your skin must be shed for that skin is not the skin of a writer; it is the skin of whatever you were before.

—Stephen Harrod Buhner


The last time I blogged about decluttering I mentioned getting rid of all my grade-school artwork, and how good it felt to photograph the drawings I was most proud of before dumping it all in the blue recycling bin. I thought I’d post some of my favorite old drawings here.


We took turns modeling in art class.



Fashion drawings for a Saturday class I took at Moore College of Art in 11th grade. (The one on the left is Starburst-inspired; the assignment was to design clothing inspired by candy. As for the celestial theme, I actually did sew and paint a dress like the one on the left for a fashion show at the end of the course.)



Perkins Center for the Arts, where I took many classes throughout my childhood.



I spent much too much time drawing from baby photos.



I wish I’d finished this one. It would’ve been cool.



Self portrait (9th grade). My dear teacher Mr. Heusser mounted it for display at a teen arts festival.


I really love the quote above from Stephen Harrod Buhner (in Ensouling Language), although I keep swapping the word “artist” for “writer” whenever I read it. It may seem kind of weird that tossing old-old artwork should feel so momentous to me, but it does. I’m finally making space for new images. (I’m not done yet though—I have more artwork from my early 20s to sort through!)


2 Comments to Shedding My Skin

  1. Kate's Gravatar Kate
    October 14, 2015 at 8:01 am | Permalink

    Some of my old artwork is now in our kitchen but it’s serving a function (stools)!

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