Movement

It is amazing how life can take turns, and you find yourself somewhere else. Over the summer we took a road trip that brought us to Santa Fe, NM. Now there isn't much that would shake me out of my warm Arizona tree, unless it was living in the RV full time. The Universe shook its head, and we moved to Santa Fe. Six weeks from time of inception to movement.

Fortunately my day job could transfer me out here.
And now, I am inspired, more than I was before. I have been painting, a little bit, the other aspiring artistic nomad is busy coloring mandalas that She printed out. We have looked around a bit at the Art Community of Santa Fe, I have plugged into the Poets of Albuquerque, and we hope to share and sell our work, soon, and maybe sooner.

All in preparation for going on the road. The move will hopefully bring us closer to the goal of traveling on the road and making art 24/7. This is a good goal to have.