Another year has come and gone, and somehow we already find ourselves at the end of January. Here at the studio, we’re wrapping up the first semester for many of our courses—some have even already come to an end—and we’re well underway with organising and finalising students for the second semester.
Amidst all the chaos, the calm feels… strange. When the busy period finally washes over and there’s no longer a mountain of paperwork to tackle, parents to reply to, or spreadsheets to update, a mind that’s been switched on 24/7 doesn’t quite know how to slow down. In fact—perhaps it’s the millennial in me—I almost start to doubt myself. Why am I suddenly not so busy?
In moments of uncertainty like this, something always seems to appear at just the right time, offering a quiet reminder or a sign. This time, it came during a lesson, when something my student mentioned unexpectedly struck a chord and re-inspired me.
Yes, I’ve dedicated a great deal of time to my beloved studio—but I mustn’t lose sight of all the things there are still to be curious about, to reach for, to be hungry for in life. After all, foolishness has already got me this far - it can't hurt to let myself get a little hungry too 😜
