My brain has been on planning-overdrive getting ready for the crazy stretch of shows I'm headed into, and it got me thinking about sharing with you, my dear reader (sorry, I just binge-watched Bridgerton and it kinda felt like a 'my dear reader' just fit right there) what it's like to live this crazy nomadic lifestyle. Once I started writing, it started to have a life of its own, and I decided to post this before I hit the road even though I just published something else recently.

Why not?!

That's the perk of being my own boss, lol..

Now that my 2025 show season is officially over, I find myself in that familiar, slightly terrifying place every art-show artist knows well: starting from scratch. The cycle begins again almost immediately—applications for the next year already sent out into the universe, waiting for results. Because every show I do is juried, each year is a gamble. I never know what my schedule will look like until the decisions roll in. I throw all my cards into the air and hope something lands.

Have you ever heard the story Who Moved My Cheese? (I’m not even sure I have the title exactly right, but you get the idea.) It’s about two mice navigating a maze in search of cheese. Every day, the scientists put the cheese in the same spot, and the mice run through the maze and eat it.

Then one day, the cheese is gone. The mice retrace the same steps that always worked, but no luck—no cheese. Finally, one of the mice tries a different path and finds it. The other mouse refuses to try anything new and keeps coming up empty.

The moral is simple: to keep finding the cheese, you have to be willing to adapt.