I’ve always been someone who needs, even craves, creativity in life. It started at an early age with music, drawing and painting and turned into art classes and scrap booking. I took just about every art class in high school, but my favorite was called metal mania… I know you’re thinking… metal what? But honestly it was so badass. We learned how to weld – and not just one kind either – stick welding, arc welding, gas welding… you name it! We also poured hot molten metal into molds, learned to weave with metal and for one project, we created actual sculptures. My pride and glory was a tree I created from scraps of metal, bed springs and rebar from the junkyard in my hometown (yes, we literally took a field trip to the dump to gather supplies). It was even featured in a gallery for some time and in the local newspaper. The funniest part about the whole thing is that I had named it “Junk Tree” – super unique, I know. Well when the paper ran the story, they misprinted it and named it “Drunk Tree” – not exactly what I had in mind… My grandpa read the article, and called me right up to discuss. Rather than asking what the hell I was doing naming my art project “Drunk” he asked if I’d named it after him… Which was maybe the most hilarious interaction we had ever had up until that point. I’ll never forget that conversation and it has stuck with me throughout my life. We still have drunk tree – it is currently in our garage and will find it’s forever home in our landscaping by the patio, it’s beyond heavy and the branches are kind of a hot mess after all these years, but it’s one of my very favorite things.
Ever since graduating college, life has been a whirlwind of events leading up to right now. Mostly huge, intense, life changing events… and although I am SO happy and my heart is full, I miss the creativity. Hence, my blogging adventure. This space, staying martha, is a place for me to release those creative juices and share my (mostly) ordinary everyday life experiences. Thanks for stopping by, I hope you enjoy!