Recent reflections show that not much has changed over the past year. That's not necessarily a bad thing, though I miss that short patch where I preferred to pass evenings in my sketchbook. This sketchbook, by the way, which has far too many pages in it, and I wonder why we all feel that Need to finish a sketchbook when sketching is an unending practice. It appears to be a third of the way full, and when I flip through the blank pages I wonder what the future me will put there. It probably doesn't help that I am a both-sided sketchbooker.
So today. Today the weather is calm, and grey. I picked up chunks of fallen moss on the way to lunch. I tossed a few unused spices and packed away a few items in anticipation of installing floors. I watched a lot of youtube videos. I've done nothing of value. It's the perfect day to paint and be creative, but the desire and enjoyment is completely gone. All I want to do is play in the garden, 3 months before it's reasonably time to. It would be better if I prepped this month's newsletter.
Here's a question to you: Do you receive artist newsletters? What do you like about them? What do you hate about them? If you are a subscriber to mine, are you an artmaker or an artlover or both? Who are you?
Hello! I'm Melissa, and here you'll find some behind-the-scenes footage of an artful life. Won't you join me?