The journey with "My Lady" has been one that is unknown and a mystery and enthralling to be part of. I just never know the bends it will take and the energy she will be given and even the life lessons I will learn in the darkest of times...
As I sat pondering my path, my stance or stand against abuse; that excludes family and its cost or application...I contemplated silence. I felt that my art even came at a cost...to stand by her. That perhaps and maybe, I would have more peace and joy by letting HER go. To be me, but silently. To end the bold and loud display of who I am.
And, then....out of the blue a card arrived, on one of my low days.
A woman who saw my quilts at the Portage Lake Library...expressing how they touched her, spoke to something within her...and, how her late husband was an artist, how she wanted to support me AND MY CAUSE...
I sat stunned.
What could I say....that I was going to stop? That I was too tired...of the side-effects...
Instead her letter intrigued and excited me...and I was humbled that she had chosen me and my work as something she wanted to contribute to in any way. This gesture out of the blue, moved the clouds of doubt away.
I was fueled once again.
I was wondering and pondering again, but in ways that we could conspire to expand the visibility of My Lady.
Imagine, going from wanting to darken and hide my Art, to looking for ways to expand her exposure...such is the power of one card.
Of one person willing to reach out.
My Lady, my admirer and I.
She wants to remain anoymous...which will be tough for me...and it does add to the mystery. A Lady behind My Lady and I.
I want her to be part of the process to be active and engaged...yet hidden.
One of the best parts of My Lady, is meeting other women who connect with her, who find her energy contageous, who love her independence and strength, her courage and fearlessness.
We met woman to woman; and spoke of what we could do to bring out "My Lady" spirit in other women, to encourage them to make a change, to take the first step in growing, to dare to do something for themselves...
After the deluge of unbelievers in me, it felt good to have this woman understand me. She even said at one point, "your family doesn't even know this you, the you you have become..." and she is right.
And, they may never know her.
She is a motherly type, a woman as complex as My Lady...and she is stepping up to help me and my cause...because she was touched by my Art.