It’s that time of year again – summer “vacation”. Somehow I have come to equate that with the urge to go on a retreat, sort of like summer camp was years and years ago, but a bit more focused. Well, a LOT more focused, actually.
It took a long time for me to actually go on a retreat. I had lots of excuses not to – expense, time, worrying my family couldn’t get along without me (wishing it, more likely), not knowing anyone else, fear of flying. Just about any excuse would do.
Then I went on my first one. Ten whole days of nothing to do but practice new skills, meet new and inspirational people, and see up close and personal the most amazing work I’d ever seen. Ever. I went home with my brain on fire. And did some of MY best work, with a ribbon to prove it!
One of the challenges I’ve found with classes is the supply list. Seems no matter what I take, or how much of it, I never have exactly the “right” piece of fabric, or color thread, or “inspirational photo”. I’ve had to learn to improvise and make decisions within the parameters of what is on hand, which is actually a very good skill for me to practice. I think it is this ability to improvise that makes vintage quilts so very very interesting, and it inspires my process and exercises my creative muscles. (Once, a participant showed up for a 4-day master class pulling a trailer, into which she had packed her entire sewing studio. She probably paid for her trip selling fabric from the back of her car!)
Last year I went with a talented and patient friend to MISA, in Wisconsin. It was a great change of scenery with a great program. This year I’d like to stay a little closer to home, close enough to take my own stuff. My own sewing machine for starters. I’d like to spend less time actually getting there. And I’m feeling quite lucky as there are so many really good choices close to me – John C. Campbell, Penland, Arrowmont – just for starters. This year has its own special challenges, all personal, and I’m not feeling quite so “free” to take off for a couple of weeks.
I’m also finding that the studies that interest me are rather unexpected, and I’m not sure if that’s a distraction or a new path. But I am finding that I do want to dig a little deeper into my own process and expand my ability to get my “voice” out. That excites me, but also scares me just a little.
What do you do to excite (scare) yourself a little? Have you been on a retreat? Which was your favorite, and would you try to recreate that with friends or mentors?
And does it only have to be summer camp?