Art Week Miami - A fresh spark.

This past year in Miami was pivotal to my return to curating and creating… I had (I thought) lost my spark for being part of the art world. I worried - maybe I was having an identity crisis? Who was I if not still a curator and artist?

This past year, I was forced to get grounded again as I let my art practice - in all forms - go dormant for a bit.

Oh, 2025… I know I am with many MANY people who were like “- BYE BITCH”- .

I am led to believe that we were mostly all stretched, challenged and forced to grow in a plethora of ways that perhaps we were not necessarily ready for - in our personal, professional and HOPEFULLY creative lives. But hey, that’s just how it goes sometimes, yea… ?

And, in my not so humble opinion, the life of an artist has a responsibility to reflect these times. I expect it. I encourage it. I (selfishly) look forward to it.

I struggled with the idea of going to Miami this year, for months, tho I really wanted to in every way.

On top of seeing some of my most favorite people in the world, I feed on the Inspo, curations and works of others.

But, for anyone who’s made the pilgrimage to Miami that first week of December, we all know that ::  the energy, the organizing, and let’s face it, the EXPENSE of heading to art week every year is, a lot.

Do I ever regret that I went to South Florida for this momentous event? Absolutely not. And did I need to go down this year? …More than I could have realized.

If not for all the firm talking-to's I got (“Peach - it’s time to get focused again”), I once again, got to be amazed by the things people dream up, and make with their literal hands. To me, it's actually magic.

I was starting to doubt that I was who I thought I was. I’ve not curated anything in a year (after 20 years of curating art)! I’ve not produced any shows  in the states since summer of 2024! I’ve not had a place to paint for almost a year! I am not representing any specific artists at this time! I’ve not been updating my website! …

Why do we shame ourselves? Imposter syndrome is a big liar. Don’t listen to it.

And guess what? My trip to Art Week in Miami lit the fire that had almost (seemingly) gone out in the last long chapter.

I am not great at resting. I was raised by a man that is still hustling well into his 70’s… However, I now firmly believe that the creative process require rest, space, and even reckless abandon at times.

So, I am giving myself a pass for what I didn't and couldn't pull off in 2025, and as far as this YEAR OF THE HORSE - it already has me back on the saddle. I hope if you’re sharing some of these feelings, you’ll give yourself a pass, too.

So, as always, I thank you for being on the journey with me. And if you read this far, it really does mean a lot to me.

I took several photos while I was at Scope, Art Miami, Red Dot, Satellite, Art Basel and others.. But I also tried to be as present as possible and really connect with folks this year. It felt great, and I hope if you were there, it was great for you too.

In closing, I hope we get to collab creatively soon, and I really hope this year brings you tons of inspiration, as well.

Warmly,

— Kellie “Agent Peach”

PS :: Buckle up, as I am about to do a complete overhaul, I hope you'll stay on the journey with me!