sunday…will be over for me in 4 hours. i crammed a lot into the last 48 hours and i'm feeling good about it.
lots of work on a special project.
which. if truth be told, may delight you much less than it delights me.
we'll just have to see about that!
i stayed outside from morning until about 20 minutes ago. while i waited for special project things to dry i sloshed paint around in the visual journal.
at times i feel like i don't have enough time to work uninterrupted for long stretches of time. i need long periods of intense creativity to get big ideas out of the head and into the world. day jobs, no matter how fulfilling, prevent full throttle art making. the creative kettle is hot, but it can't reach the boiling point when you're nursing a day job.
i find this frustrating. but i make do. we all do.
sometimes though i take long delicious mental journeys to a world called early retirement.
and imagine a life that revolves around full-time art making.
i wonder dear reader, what sort of mental journeys you go on? what other sort of lives are being imagined inside the cocoon of your heart?