By the end of this week, I will be departing the plane to start my solo NYC mini tour. In the past few years, I have been traveling solo more often. Mostly these trips have consisted of travels to see family in AZ or Chicago and some solo day adventures in Pittsburgh. I love traveling with my husband and I look forward to the trips we have planned, but there is something intriguing, and slightly terrifying, about traveling by yourself.
The main motivation for this trip is to visit a beautiful artist, Suzanne, who showed me her art world when I was only 16, and convinced me that my artistic path was a true one. Now almost 25 years later, that artist is plagued by Alzheimer's and Parkinson's.
Of course, I do have a support system in NYC, generous people who are opening their doors and showing me around the city, but there will be several occasions that I will be navigating the city on my own whims. My plan is to do a daily journal reflecting on aspects of this adventure, the art world, health, and making wishes come true. Have you made your wish yet?