I am a regular person with lots of hum-drum responsibilities, perhaps like you. I have always enjoyed singing and dancing – much Rosemary Clooney except without the stardom and exceptional blonde hair. I like going to museums and staring at paintings until they make sense or until I get tired of trying. I have been known to haul out the sewing machine and making a hat or two. For several years I insisted on making every holiday card that left my doorstep. During that same time friends were probably going to get a homemade candle and a small bar of soap from me whether they wanted it or not. I thought of it as my gift to the top of their toilet tanks. For about 10 years I was a stand up comic until I realized I was going to have to try a lot harder and stay up a lot later to really do the art of comedy any justice, so I stopped.
The problem is that I stopped doing most creative stuff all at the same time. Like lots of people I got busy and it was inconvenient. Really not bad excuses, but it made my life a little more gray. I found myself jealous of the creative folks in my life and generally just less pleasant company for everyone, including me. So this is my attempt to squeeze a little more color back into my life. Make no mistake, I know it is a very small attempt, but we’ve got to start somewhere.