The semester is over, and as students yahoo into their summers, I feel a bit wistful. Transitions are like that. I turned to current Connecticut exhibits for insights, solace, release, inspiration, and pure joy. Here’s what I can share with you.
Martin Lewis, one of my favorite under-known artists, marks that transition from day to night, the walk from the commuter train and New York City into suburban Connecticut. It’s cheerless and lonely, but the sky promises something fresh and new. I see that commuter taking off his coat and hat for springtime.
So I turned my closet around, putting bright spring and summer clothes out front, pushing those winter darks into the corners. I remembered things I forgot I had and saw what new outfits I can create.
And I got a bit more organized.
Join me in saying goodbye to skating in perfect harmony for now.
Because there are strawberries to eat…
…and flowers to whiff, while the gentle spring sun tickles the tops of our heads.
Remember that life starts over for us each season, too.
So give yourself a quiet moment to reflect.
Talk a walk somewhere new.
Try something a little crazy, just to shake out the old energy.
Write your thoughts upside down or in a funny shape. What’s new about what it says now?
Sometimes I just need to reframe something. And then it’s new all over again!
And I’m ready to keep going…