A quick recap of events has seen me visit A&E, breakdown and call the AA( for the car, not me, but i did earn a funny look), placate the security firm regarding the alarm activations by the new puppy,THE NEW PUPPY, host a birthday party( my own!), attend a soccer competition and endure 4 successive nights of broken sleep and comfort an 8 year old who had the worst birthday ever, at home , in pain and absolutely devastated about being off his foot for 3 weeks.
- I am exhausted.
- I am also doing this solo.
- ..............................................................I want a medal!!
As with all house parties, the clean up is a nastiness that seems to extend longer than the party. Also, I would make a terrible nurse. but a fabulous doctor.
So, I have used my short bursts of downtime to think about direction, look at some other artists on the web and gather some reference material for future work. I feel like those times have been taken in the eye of the storms and they have been most welcome and quite useful.
This is an excerpt from a fellow artist and blogger, Jeff Mahorney, from his blog .
He talks about what he learned painting his first 120 paintings. .....and i like it because it rings true.
So, no painting, I am afraid.
I know, I also wanted there to be a painting........