A wonderful woman was so impressed with my last exhibition that she invited me to speak at golf course about my artwork. I’ve created a grand chat which will inspire and spark possibilities for all.
I am so pleased to share a brand new interview sharing behind-the-scenes insights on my creative process to create fiber art. The world of crochet and fiber art and those in the mindfulness realm are taking note.
Please take a moment to view, share and comment.
Alicia Evans Fiber Artist – “Possibilities” Show & More!
I now find demand for my art has increased and with the selling of over half of my work during my recent solo art exhibit, I am compelled to create new works throughout my day. As my passion soars, I am charged to fill down time moments creating.
While travelling through the subway system in New York, waiting for a train, I fill my train wait time with stitches.
In between classes at the college where I teach, I create.
All in preparation for my next New York City show. YES!
I love my hometown New York where you’ll find me crocheting anytime, anywhere. Hey, yah never know!
Ahh, the life of a passionate New York fiber artist!
See you along the #1 or A train line.
~ Alicia ~
My current art show has supported my desire to blend art, music and meaningful conversations. It has been a testament to what is, indeed, possible when you work the magic of intention.
Conversation and art must be position at the core of who we are collectively. When we naturally connect through the arts and with one another, it nurtures our soul and the very nature of who we are.
I so look forward to creating more meaningful affairs where we engage and celebrate our humaness. It’s a mindful thing and let’s keep it rolling.
Here are highlights from the “Possibilities” exhibit authentically connecting so many folks.
I had the chance to converse with a friend I had not seen in over a year. A dear soul, one whom I truly valued but the nature of life had us arrive upon a fork in the road with our paths going separate ways. Our recent reconnection was via phone late one night where initial moments felt a bit strange, a sort of cumbersome re-acquaintance period.
We began sharing where life had led us over the year. Stepping forward cautiously. Baby steps. Safe sharings. Then, something amazing happened; seems a dam broke and a cascade of recent occurrences effortlessly flowed from my dear friend…just like old times. All had been well but recent weeks delivered a major life challenge. Suddenly our uncomfortableness broke down where we slipped back into our old familiar friendship territory. My concerns for his current challenge prompt my heart into overdrive to surround him with well-wishes for the best resolve; prayers poured forth from the depths of my sincerest realm.
Upon rehashing the drama and uncertainty of his future, he got quiet…softened…to offer a heartwarming testament which unexpectantly engulfed my heart. After his painstaking recount of the drama in his life he slowly shared, “…but through it all, it is this moment, yes, this moment of talking with you, I am so grateful, for this moment…”
But through it all, it is this moment, yes, this moment of talking…I am so grateful, for this moment…
Ahh, the lesson of the evening poured forth: the value of moments, pausing to appreciate special moments graciously offered by the Universe. Yes, so meaningful, this moment, indeed.
I’m grateful for that moment for it centered me in remembrance of the value of friendship. Surely that moment shall be treasured and held within reflective stitches when I next pick up my crochet needles. It shall surely burst forth in my artwork.
I’m so grateful to share it with you…
Play it forward, for sure…please do
So there I was at the end of the week, tired and in a noisy restaurant with noisy strangers, loud music with several sporting events on various large flat screen televisions and far too many people on their phones chatting away when my dear acquaintance insisted we leave to meet a friend of his who was sure to be instrumental with helping me jumpstart a project. To be quite frank, packing myself up to go to yet another stop was the last thing on my mind. I needed downtime, quiet. All I wanted to do was go home and watch the latest televison episode of NBC’s Dateline show. You see, I’m typically “on” for work at my day job as a public relations professional with clients and as a professor with my students and fellow faculty members, so the last thing on my mind was to be “on” for meeting someone new at this late time of evening. Uggh.
Before I knew it, in the middle of my “NO!” mindset, my friend was on his cell phone talking to the person about dropping by. As he laughed and made arrangements for our forthcoming visit, I sulked and just calculated how long and agonizing this would all be. Yes, I wanted possible assistance but it was late; I wanted to go home, to reflect and process my week’s journey. I wanted to just settle down and watch Dateline…but, uggh, plans were now set for introductions at Mr. B’s home.
Resolving a lost, I put my game face on and graciously went to me someone new.
As we drove into the neighborhood of Mr. B, I was amazed at the shift of energy…all was so quiet, serene, indicative of my innate nature. Hhmm…I, too, was beginning to shift.
From the moment his door opened engulfing us with soft music and the warm greeting of our host, opening his welcoming arms, I melted into the spirit of my new headspace for the evening. I offered a hug which seemed to naturally beacon more so than the traditional handshake.
I melted into the spirit of my new headspace for the evening.
Our host was truly gracious with an infectious smile and jolly, open nature. Settling into a comfy sofa, I gently eased into what I love best: great conversation, flowing dialogue and moments to be treasured and savored. Seems we were from the same childhood neighborhood, thus, we journeyed back in time to those folks of common, the remember when this-and-that happened and exploration of who’s now where and doing what. To top the evening off, I ventured off into the world of my host’s yearbook which truly extracted memories and reflective moments of oh, my gosh and look at so-and-so back then and more grand remembrances from years-gone-by.
I noticed my host heartily laughing at the connections and the joys of yesteryear. Before I knew it, time had soared by and it was time to bid farewell. I could not help but extend another hug, a parting jester to thank him for easing my heart and soul for the evening. And, to think, I wanted to hang out with an episode of Dateline when there was this very real, heartwarming, authentic connection and nurturing evening chat.
Ahh, another gem of moments to treasure….and when I least expected.
Definitely another treasured conversation gem topic for the next crochet gathering.
Here, a relaxing scene taken from the set of my travelling talk forum,
The Living Room Experience(R): Where Meaningful Chats Change Lives
It’s all about the conversation and meaningful moments.
As I gathered around my family of yarn to craft out my next conversation, my next topic for community reflection, I seemed to be drawn to explore the nature of frequency and vibration. As I weaved and manipulated my needle this way and that, I queried the meaning of successfully riding the wave of the law of attraction.
While not a master of quantum physics, I have a surface understanding of how like attracts like or that adage, birds of a feather flock together. Over the past days I have mindfully witnessed how such is certainly true and do invite you to observe the nature of such. Tis quite amazing especially when you observe years of patterns.
I think the key to understanding the Law is to be aware of the power of intention and vibration. At the core of everything, like the theory of everything we are all energy…vibrating energy. Everything in this existence has a vibrationally frequency and it is so good to see the enhanced studies on vibrational medicine, using sound, for physical healing.
When we set forth our intention to be mindful of our thoughts, keeping them in a positive realm, we impact the core of our vibrational tone. It is always a work in progress but once we begin to actively shift our behavior and then actively observe what shows up in our life…ahh, therein lies the magic and power of the law of attraction.
As I delved into this pattern of thinking this week, I found myself more relaxed, at ease. I inventoried my circle of social and business associates. Determined to clean house. Such prompted my vibrations to calmness…and then a burst of creativity to complete development of my FIBER ARTS TREE GALLERY. This is a travelling gallery paying tribute to trees via my yarn version of trees. Too, I also developed a complimentary workshop focused on using the artwork to enhance one’s mindfulness. I am feeing on a roll; inspired to get this project launched.
It’s all about your vibrations
So…what have you attracted into your life this week?