I've tried, I really have, to take time in those neutral or positive moments to sit and write but it seems whenever I have the time and inclination to write all I am is angry or whiny or sad and I just don't want to be writing that sh*t down right now.
I've been painting a lot. Creating. I have other things going on that I still haven't talked about here. Hint... I don't talk about work.... hint.... I may have to.
I watched the Fear of the Walking Dead. (Spin off... prequel to The Walking Dead) Liked it. But, as often happens when an entire season is out, now I miss the characters. Had a dream about two of them last night. Go figure. Brain wants to know more. Short season too. British style.
The gentleman who bought a print of my art this summer (assuming I mentioned that?) wants to buy another so I should actually stop typing and go find a shipping container... tube... thing.
Finding myself needing a balance between resting and distracting myself from what's going on and dealing with it as best I can. And trying to be gentle with myself.
Some days are better than others. As are some moments.
I found a good enough moment here for this.
Hope you have great weekends.
2 comments:
Prints of your art? How did I miss this?
Are you will to post to us a example of your work? The medium you use etc.?
You constantly surprise us.
Anne in Cambridge
Oh... I, uh... guess I never mentioned it before?
This stuff that this fellow likes is pretty abstract. Ok, utterly abstract. One was pastels and this one was a mix of ink and photographs. I'm currently working through a mild obsession with ink and acrylics and whatever else I decide to throw in there.
I suppose I could make something and upload it yeah... I put my "work" out under (yet another) another pseudonym.... go figure.
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