Day 326: Eleven.TwentySeven.13

As posted to my fb page earlier:

First of all, this is FANtabulous. High fives to everyone involved in this video.

Second of all, it is my (not-so-secret) dream to do exactly this with a warehouse space that we can then turn into the ReSourceArts headquarters. A place where art runs wild. Creativity reigns. People make awesome happen everyday.

We’re getting soooo close. (It’s not just a dream anymore, it’s really happening!) New name, new branding, similar (but even better) concept and business model alll in the works as we speak. Wait for it, wait for it…

And space is the next frontier – we’re working on a location in DC starting in the new year. (Where should we be?? Who’s got a building they want to let us artify??)

OK so finally, back to my original point of this post… when we have all those things in place… LET’S DO THIS!!! Artists, creatives, awesome people, who’s gonna join me??????

Here’s to another day of creativity…


Day 311: Eleven.Twelve.13

I spend a majority of my time these days thinking about space. My space. Community space. Other people’s awesome space. Most specifically, how we are going to convince people with space to give us that space. So we can turn it into awesome creative community space for all to benefit from.

Flash backwards a few weeks; my boss offered his space – a bar and restaurant – for us to run a weekly party. No begging. No coaxing. No strings attached. He just, well, tried to convince us we should take it.


I’m not a promoter, I thought.

I don’t know enough people who will come out on a Wednesday night and spend money at a bar to make this viable, I thought.

This isn’t my ideal space, I thought.

Flash forwards a few weeks; our party starts Wednesday, December 4th and I’m SO excited about it.

After talking to my collaborators, it became clear how insanely dumb it would be to pass up free, no strings attached space.

So what if it’s not exactly what I envision my space to look like, I thought.

We will make it exactly what we envision a creative party to be like, I thought.

We will find the people to come because it’s a great enough concept to get them there, I thought.

It will include all the ‘d’ things that make a party great – DJ, dancing, drink specials… Ours though. Ours will be focused on the ‘a’ things – the art and artists that make this city special. With a little out of the box thinking we have turned a usual thing into something that makes us at ReSourceArts all geeked out – highlighting all the awesome that’s coming out of the creative community in DC, sharing that with the DC community at large, and having everyone benefit from it. (Think art being sold, deals and specials on cool stuff being offered, raffles on one-of-a-kind pieces and experiences, all while there is great music playing and friendly bartenders pouring your favorite drinks…)

And the biggest lesson I have learned as I grow into my youthful years of wisdom; I don’t have to do all of this all alone. I’m amassing a small but mighty team with the skill sets to make this awesome.

More info on the party will be available HERE.

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Day 269: Ten.One.13

I fall in love with artists and spaces quickly and fully and wholeheartedly. And then repeat. Often.

I don’t consider this cheating – my creative heart has plenty of room for all of the amazingly talented people and places I encounter. Ever-expanding. Ever-growing. It’s a wonder my creative heart even has space inside the walls of my chest for all this artsy love.

I posted about my falling in creative love with artists early on in this project. (Day 5, if you want to read it.)

But the falling in love with space has always been true as well. There has been this lifelong search for buildings and spaces and interesting places. It is becoming even more clear to me now, as I focus on finding a space for my business.

It happened again tonight – falling in space-love.

A warehouse down a fairly quiet, residential road in Northeast DC being renovated and turned into a really creative mixed-use arts/small business collaborative.

I want to be a part of a space like that.

I want to buy a space like that.

I know I’m getting closer to finding my perfect space – being able to make owning/leasing/operating a space a reality.

In the meantime, I’ll just have to keep settling for falling in love over and over. There are worse things, to be sure.

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Day 151: Six.Five.13

I visited Carmel, CA once with my mom when I was fairly young. I remember the sea air, the wash of warmth from the summer sun. But mostly, I remember the bed and breakfast we stayed in.

I remember so vividly because it was at that moment I decided I wanted to run a B&B when I grew up. Besides wanting to be a “ballerina,” this was perhaps my first, “When I grow up” moment.

I haven’t thought about that time in an incredible amount of years.

I was reminded of it when passing a porch in DC this morning. Such a strange association, not one I can even explain.

It’s fascinating to watch myself ready my business. More importantly, to ready myself for my business.

Art and dance and poetry food and music and creativity.

But at the heart of it all still remains my wish to create beautiful and inviting spaces to share with others.

So far I’ve come. And yet, there I always am.

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Day 136: Five.TwentyOne.13

I’m a big fan of space. Not the outer kind. Although, that’s cool too. But I’m talking space of the nature or man made variety. And more specifically, I’m fascinated by how we humans interact within and around these places.

I looked at a space today. One that was something and will soon be something else. But in between, I, we, will be using it as a temporary vehicle for conducting art experiments. Live ones, visual ones, networking and community ones. All the kinds I, we, can think of.

This has been my dream for as long as I can remember – to have a space I get to create, and then create in. With all kinds of other creating people. When I was little I used to sit at the dining room table and design houses. For hours. And then I began dreaming about arts spaces. And now, I am making those dreams become reality. It’s a bit much to wrap my brain around.

This was how I began my day, listening to this disheartening report.

There are, thankfully, fascinating things happening in the space realm in DC, too. Particularly as it relates to the arts. (More on that soon, I don’t want to spoil the big reveal.)

So by the ending of today, having connected with people who are making the most positive use of space within this city by and for artists, I feel all rejuvenated and so glad to be part of what’s happening right here and now in this city.

Summer of heART, here I, we, come.

Here’s to another day of creativity…