What Was That?!

I am coming off the success of the NYC Chocolate Show. I guess I should write about what an amazing success it was and post photos (which will come soon), but I am sitting here still trying to get my head around it all.

The more I experience life, the more I realize how insane I really am. Who goes to NYC in front of the world's press and chocolate industry to try to pull off a chocolate dress with no kitchen, no reputation and no practice? I do, apparently. (Brandon has to be at least half as insane as me to go along!)

The experience of pulling it off was thrilling. To dare to dream so big, to work a plan so carefully, to carry all your eggs in one basket and watch it all come together like a jigsaw puzzle with every breath you breathe, is quite an amazing experience.

How is it that a thought can grow into a vision that can be translated to a medium and shared with the world? How is it that the world can be impacted by an artist's creation in a way that brings growth and change? How is it that I have been given the opportunity to bring a vision like this forward?

God was real and present. He was writing the story, we were eagerly turning the pages. It was beautiful to feel God move through me as I laid out the chocolate tiles in a spectacular random mosaic, art unfolding in front of my eyes. I will never be the same.

I think I am a little insane. I really do. I have given this a lot of thought. For an artist to open up that channel, to let the pleasures of the world and the beauty of humanity flow through their mind, their hand, their fingertips onto the canvas, the paper, the sidewalk, the runway, to let that happen, the power of those moments is more than a sane mind could process. It is almost too much for my crazy mind to bare.

I just hope that my insanity doesn't affect those close to me in a devastating way. I hope that they are able to see the beauty in the gift that flows through me and are able to forgive the shortcomings that reside with it.

I'm impulsive, impatient, restless, independent and unpredictable. But those are the things that allow me to live in a moment, to take it all in, to feel the music, taste the colors, trace the humanity with my fingers. Allow me that, forgive the rest. It will be beautiful, I can promise you that...