I've been in Bali with the family the last couple of weeks.
Is this my life?
Yes, I suppose so.
My favorite part was meeting artists and seeing the places where they work.
Bali has some of the most amazing handicrafts in the whole world, which is one of the reasons I wanted to go there.
And I wasn't disappointed.
I especially loved the Ikat weaving,
the shadow puppet studios,
the carving that was everywhere,
and seeing children learning to draw.
I also loved this place called Threads of Life
which is an organization that promotes preserving traditional weaving traditions throughout Indonesia.
Overall the trip inspired me.
I was inspired by the way the people expressed their spirituality,
by the scenery,
by the colors,
and perhaps most of all by the way it seemed everyone on the island was an artist (I'm not exaggerating that point).
Sometimes I'm frustrated living in Southeast Asia; I feel like there's more obstacles than usual to my work and I'm also so far away from the community I love.
But, as I've said before, I'm also so, so, deeply grateful for this experience and adventure into the new and unknown.
And I'm not sure why, but it's also making me want to break away from some of my shyness and share my own art with the world better.
I hope I can find a way to do so.
P.S. two of the above pictures (the crazy painted wall and the creative boat) are actually from a small island called Gili Trawangan, off the coast of Lombok -- the next island to the east from Bali in Indonesia, where we also spent a couple of days relaxing on the beach. There were no cars on the island -- only horse-drawn carriages and bikes. How cool is that?