Here Be Dragons

I am assuming that I am not the only person on the planet with an inner critic. The little voice that says what you are involved in simply isn't enough, that your aspirations are silly, and that the best use of your time is something other than what feeds your soul. (Mine also says to quit my job and get a 9-5 with benefits and a 401k)

It is this little voice that keeps me from sending my art into the World.

But quite frankly, I am running out of space to put things and some of these works are clamoring to see the light of day.

I have been invited to submit works for an invitational show, and I haven't yet. The deadline is WEDNESDAY, and I haven't even photographed them. I keep waiting for a sunny day that just isn't going to happen.

And after the Wednesday deadline, I have a sketchbook to fill from The Sketchbook Project.

I am also working my way through a book entitled "The Creative Entrepreneur", which is helping me go from art-maker to art-business-lady.

2012 will be THE YEAR OF ART.

Once I quiet this critic and face my fear of success, it should be smooth sailing. (Ha ha ha)

Fine, and you?

Hey y'all!

I hope your weekend was as fantastic as mine. Saturday night I spent in the company of some of my bestest girlfriends in a hot tub under the full moon, while all around us the winds fought for control. It was pretty spectacular.

Sunday it was WINDY. A constant 30 miles an hour windy. I had to put the garden to bed for the winter, so I threw on my coat, grabbed the kids and we went outside to get stuff done. They enjoyed being out of doors so much, they were out for an hour after I came in. There are leaves to pile up and move around, don't ya know?

I am slowly getting ready for company, and in the mean time I have once again volunteered to do some art I don't really have time for--because that's the way I roll. The kids have a birthday party this week and the hosting family are moving out of state at the end of the month so I wanted to gift the birthday girl something meaningful, and something that won't make her mom crazy when she goes to pack the last of their stuff. And what do you give a girl who loves unicorns? A painting of a unicorn, of course. Because I am a glutton for a full schedule.

I am off to work on that, but you have a good night y'hear?

Go watch the moon, or the clouds, or read a book.

Inspired by literature

This one came to me after I read 'Ahab's Wife'.
That book ate my brain.  When I wasn't reading it, I was wondering about what would happen next. I read all 600+ pages in three days.