In the nine or so months since I’ve last shared anything, plenty has changed in my life; new work places, new moves, more non-contact with harmful people, dealing with new and old traumas. But there’s no need to linger on those things right now. I’m in a better mental and physical place than I was when I exited a micromanaging and toxic environment. Part of that was thanks to the cows, but another discovery helped get me through unemployment and job searches, and it’s something I never thought I’d get any attention doing.
Turns out, with some practice and openness, anybody can be an artist somehow. Even me.