I've been flapping about mentally, working on getting comfortable in this new identity: Not-A-Teacher. My shrink warned me that dropping a 30 year sense of self might be challenging and I made the mistake of assuring him that I was completely prepared for the change. While this was true financially, it wasn't so real emotionally. But over the holidays the winds of creativity have kicked up a bit as I've been sailing slowly out of my psychic doldrums. As proof, I give you a video and some collage work I recently constructed after being inspired by some "Central Oregon Gothic" photographs posted by former work and current Facebook friends.
