Well, I am starting to get it.
I never really did before, understand that is, how utterly obsessed painters can get. Abandoning other responsibilites and activites in order to make/find/create time to work.
I am starting to get it.
I find myself thinking of the work when I am other places, with other people, supposed to be thinking of other things. Like, oh, work I'm paid for.
Like meeting the architect today. (more bureaucracy - I know it's getting bad because I can now spell bureaucracy on the first go.)
I was late.
Like sleeping. Went to bed at 2am yesterday, and I am forcing myself to stop today at 12:30, not so much cause I'll be tired tomorrow, though I will, I was today, but mostly because I am too tired to paint well, and it shows.
Gonna have to watch this one that I don't get taken too far on this ride.
Too bad I'm not earning good coin with the painting (yet) so I could make a living doing more of what I am loving doing.
I should shut up and be happy I have the space, time and life that allows me to do all that I can do.
Cause I am darned lucky that I can and I should see that.
I do see that.
I also see a need for a wee bit more sleep!
Cheers, hope you had a great one,