No place like home....

You know when you have a question that you just can't seem to answer without giving it a try?  Well that has been my journey recently.  Back in January I decided to move my studio space to a vibrant art community on Granville Island.  Think Pike Place, but in Vancouver, BC.  Food vendor's, fresh vegetable market, fish market, butchers, bakers, artisans of all sorts.  It's a wonderful community.  

It is actually a wonderful location.  The drawbacks for me were the three hour commute each day on transit, no new interest in purchasing my work, and challenges with other studio artists practices.  

I'm glad I tried it out.  I have now answered that question that I couldn't seem to answer before hand. 

I've been thinking about the challenges with the other artists in the space, and there were only a couple of problems, but I must be a part of creating that problem.  I probably rub people the wrong way, at times.  I'm pretty focused, I'm organized, I'm tidy with my work space, I want to get things done, and I want a professional career.  This is my life after all and I have some pretty great goals I'd like to accomplish.  I also have pretty strong values that I'm not shy to speak up about.  So yes, I contributed to the challenges for sure.  I'm totally okay with that because one thing I've learned in relationship is that you need to be authentic and speak up or resentments build up and things deteriorate from there.  When/if people are no longer to relate to you, to be in relationship then it's time to make a new decision.

I'm so grateful to have the option to come back home.  To have the space to work and be productive.  I'm also grateful for my community where I can walk around and see gorgeous gardens, chat to my neighbours, meet new people, and enjoy myself.  

Creating a life you love comes with some risks and some bumps along the way.  Sometimes you have to touch up again the rails in order to course correct and travel straight again.  

What an incredible journey.  Thanks for coming along with me. 

When have you had to course correct?  Was it a difficult decision, or something you just knew you had to do?  I'd love to hear about it. Drop me a comment below.