I am up north writing this because I really need some uninterrupted time to concentrate on turning my blog into a memoir. I have this week off between teaching classes and some speaking engagements this summer, so I packed up my stuff and drove to Grand Marais. I also want to finish the Superior Hiking Trail.
I completed the last half of the trail to the Canadian border, but still have the section from Grand Marais to Jay Cooke State Park to go. It is a long way because I am really doing it twice. I am hiking alone so I drive to a trailhead, walk a couple of hours into a campground, then backtrack to my car. The next day I will drive to another trailhead and hike to that same campground but from the other direction. There is a Superior Hiking Trail pickup service, but I actually like seeing the trail from both directions. Plus with my lack of a sense of direction, this is a great way not to get lost. I am renting a little place in town and it is perfect. I hike each morning then go back to write and draw.
It dawns on me as I sit eating lunch in a huge field overlooking Lake Superior that I can work anywhere now. This wasn’t always the case. Back when we were a growing family, we always looked for homes where I could work. It was important to Barry that I have a good work space. I, too, felt that I needed the perfect spot to create. The space needed natural light, quiet and it needed to be away from all the family hubbub. I preferred to have my studio at home because before bed I loved to take a look at what I worked on that day. I would either be pleased with a picture or, sometimes, I knew that a piece would need work the next day.
But that is a lifetime ago, before FTD entered our lives. In the past five years, I have worked in all sorts of places. For example, not too long ago, I worked in a basement with no natural light and my mom ironing right next to me as I tried to draw. I have worked in a warehouse space where my son worked and in a room next to a “massage therapist” who did a lot more than massage backs. I also created a work space at my friend’s house every time I watched her dogs for a week or two. I succeeded in all these places and now realize that I really don’t need a fancy space. I just need ideas and a bit of quiet.
As I sit eating my lunch on a rock today, I am texting myself all the doodle ideas I have had so far from my hike. I find that being in nature is the best place to get ideas!
After my hike I drive to the little cabin and begin to write on my laptop. Tonight I will sit on the couch, turn on the radio and doodle away. It is good to know that no matter where I go and where I might live someday, I will find a way to create. It’s just what I do.