It's funny how hard it is to find time for the things you love. I mean, I find time for my love; the kids; school; work work work...but my art is suffering. I have a painting that is literally 1 hour from being finished that I have yet to return to after 5 weeks of neglect (ok, maybe more like 8 weeks!). My writing is all but evaporated. I spent the entire weekend working on my 978 square foot townhouse and I'm still not done. I have not organized 20% of that house. I have a dining table half stripped and waiting for some finish. I need to make a slip cover for a darling chair my darling man has let me use (while its shape is darling, the fabric is a tad antiquated). The Holidays loom and I have this overbearing desire to have a home that is 'together'. Yet...that painting of my Fynn screams 'COMPLETE ME YOU WENCH!". My mind is a cloud of voices of ideas that I need to put to paper. I need to learn to block time for more than one thing a week....challenging.
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Posted by: pozycjonuj | 02/19/2013 at 03:29 AM