I have just hung up,
I wish I had done more. Said more. Been more helpful. My shoulders are heavy, my back is sore as I stand up from the couch. My heart is sinking. My legs need to move. Take me to some other…
Sophie
Letting them go
I updated my website earlier today. There was a tough moment of choosing to remove certain paintings. I felt attached to them. The muted, darker tonal palette. Constantly looking for the light. The very atmospheric and emotional character of them.…
When I Don’t “do”
It’s been three months now. Every Tuesday, between 6pm and 7.30pm, the world stops speeding. Even time seems to hold its breath. My Chinese painting teacher is not tall. His studio space is large. But the whole space is filled…
If only I could write
I’m sitting in front of Deborah, my psychologist. To steer the conversation away from the heavy stuff, I tell her about my Creative Writing course. “Oh wow, that’s great Sophie, you sound happy about it?” she responds. “Yeah, no—it’s great. I love…
From the source
What water are you right now, she asks?It is our prompt — to begin our reflection, our journey toward understanding our creative self. Where we are on that journey. It takes me a few minutes. I need to feel the water.And…
The Box
I’m filling out an application for funding. The questions are straightforward enough. Maybe too straight forward. They pull me somewhere else. A tendency of mine. I redo the world before answering what would seem rather simple questions. So here I am.…
The red socks
I’m sitting on the bus, head leaning against the window. I have a good 30 minutes to kill. The sky is grey. It’s got that low ceiling that somehow prevents you from reaching happy thoughts—like only a direct line to…
The one that pulls down on your sleeve
She comes at once. She does not tempest into the room. She crawls her way in. In a slow but steady flow. She is discreet and yet strong. She is assertive and yet fragile. She lives deep down — right…
The one that Protects
He closes the door quietly, his hand lingering on the doorknob for one slow breath before he turns around.His work is done here. Nothing more to do. He said what he had to say. He planted the seeds. All he…
In my head
There are so many things dancing around my head, everyday. At different moments. I can stay with them for a long time. They take me from one thought to the other. I enter a world of thoughts. A world of…