Turning point- or why I am an artist now

art, artists block, Canadian, Canvas, carpe diem, choices, fear, Lydia Knox, magic, Oil, painting

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Canadian Moment. 22×30 inches, art for sale. Buy it here: https://www.artfinder.com/manage/lydia-knox/product/canadian-moment/

 

 

Once upon a time I was a writer for the internet. I have a BA in English and I loved writing. So I was very pleased that I spent 10 years out of my life as a copywriter for the web. However, the economic crash of 2008 came along, and left me jobless. Being a person who really needs to work all the time, I had to do some major soul searching.

My heart was broken, because I lost my way, my career, my focus,  and I would walk for miles with my dog, Sirius. It didn’t matter if it was hot or cold, rainy or snowing I’d be out there, in the park by the Humber River in Toronto. One March morning I noticed huge chucks of ice had washed along the banks of the river and surrounded a bench.

This sight was symbolic to me, I climbed the ice and sat on the bench with my dog and just looked out on the vista. I thought to myself that nature was speaking to me. I remembered my desire to be an artist, a painter, from before I went to university. So, I decided that I’d return on that path even though the road would be bumpy and difficult.

I included a Canadian flag in this picture, because really, this is what it is like to be Canadian- to see an obstacle and to find your way to a goal, and then to soak in the beauty of how nature still rules the world around us.

Art is magic, it changes things, it moves people to see something new within themselves.

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Acting and Donuts

acting, art, Boheminans, Canadian, childhood, Czech, food

theater days (2)

So I decided to work only part time in the big box store so that I can have more time to focus on my other work. That was scary. Really, really, scary but I guess that’s how success is made. You close your eyes and take a leap of faith and expect the best.

So here is me, expecting the best.

On another note, yesterday I went to see my dad in a play. That was pretty cool. He’s still acting even in his 80’s – more hope for me continuing doing my thing as I get older as well. I promised myself that I’ll start swimming on my days off to keep myself in shape. I really love swimming so I’m sure this will be a good thing all around. My dad swims every day with my mom, except on weekends and I’m sure that’s what is keeping them alive and well now. That, and probably good genes.

I am including two pictures from my Czech theatre experience, one is an old one with yours truly in it. I played the part of a kid, I think I had one whole line  to say, but I played in a big theatre, downtown Toronto, and that was a great experience! I loved acting too, but prefer art. Maybe I’ll pass on the acting genes to some of my grandkids.

The second picture is a picture of a Czech donut. Which isn’t sold anywhere in Toronto. This donut puts Tim’s to shame. It’s this puffy thing filled with real cream that just melts in your mouth. Freaking awesome, and the person who makes it has retired, so it’s only available to purchase at a Czech theatre event.  I had mine and ate it distraction free, just enjoying the experience. There is no Czech baker in Toronto now, so I guess I’ll have to travel as far as Chicago, or Texas, to have something like that again, or maybe even the Czech republic.

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