from my diary entry of 9 jul 04
Hi,
The morning started a bit rocky, with a reminder of a sad & challenging episode from my past. I have memory loss since a 1987 car accident, and--as a result--I forget things easily. Generally, this is an asset; I can watch reruns of "Murder, She Wrote" and rarely remember whodunnit! *grin*
But, it also means that I forget unhappy things, too. And, when reminded of them, I've also forgotten the self-talk that fit them into a context where they didn't bother me so much. So, I have to re-process the incident. The good news is, I can often fast-forward through what resolved it, reform or renew the conclusions that (I think) worked before, and then let it go.
But, for awhile this morning, I was a bit of a mess. I'm still sniffling, and trying to re-frame a moment from the past in a happier context. Oh, it fits okay... but I hate that I have to do this cognitively, and sometimes repetitively.
I'm glad that HT is still asleep.
Anyway...
Today, I'm continuing to paint. I've done some experiments with composition, and I'm steering back towards color now. And, I'll be working on larger canvases as well.
Oh, I may finish about a dozen acrylic (paint) sketches that I did on canvas board. (In art, "sketches" mean any quick, roughed-in art in any media.) But, after that, I think that I'm moving up to slightly larger canvases.
I'm also packing more of my studio. Since teaching consumes about a week (or more) before any big event on my schedule, I have about a month until everything needs to go into boxes for our move to our new gorgeous apartment. So, I'm packing more books & supplies related to projects that--despite my rosy visions of 36-hour days and 10-day weeks--I won't have time for, until after I've settled into our new apartment and my new art studio.
It's a nice grey day as I write this. It's going to be a productive day, too.
Wishing you rich and creative days filled with dazzling inspiration,
