It's been a rough week for creative pursuits here. I was glad to be able to create this sweet Not Forgotten babyloss remembrance drawing from start to finish recently, as well as start on an entirely new remembrance drawing, but other than that I haven't been able to grab much creative time for myself.
It's been interesting to observe my reaction to whatever free time (a.k.a. baby nap times) comes my way. I am constantly longing to get my fingers all paint-y, but if our son does happen to nap, I find myself procrastinating getting down to it. Instead, I'll check my email, wash my face, dawdle on the couch, or exercise. And while none of those are inherently bad things, if I'm using them to avoid the work that both nourishes me and blesses others (that is my hope, anyway) . . . well, that's when they become unhealthy.
That said, I'm trying to be gentle with myself. Because while this week I have let resistance win out in my artistic endeavors, I have also been making strides in other areas -- being brave with a new, humongous, and really terrifying project . . . starting some vulnerable fiction writing for the first time in ages . . . listening in on some of the Right-Brainers in Business video summit (it's free!) . . . finally making progress against an unhealthy habit masquerading as a healthy one . . .
So this week, while it hasn't seen much in the way of new art (or blog posts, for that matter . . .), hasn't been without its victories. Still . . . I miss my paint. A lot. Cross your fingers with me that our sweet boy will go down easily for some much-needed rest (for him) and much-needed art time (for mama).
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