We were so lucky this week – a 5 day drawing pose! I think they get longer from here on out. There are so many little improvements. These lead to such a deeper level of critique.
In the painting realm we shifted to a new technique. This is far easier for me to approach and I’m feeling much better about my work. It isn’t really all that great yet, but I’m seeing a brighter horizon. Homework was to paint an egg, as you can see below. I’m still too self conscious to post pictures of my in class paintings. Maybe next week.
At the end of next week I will be halfway through the course!
This week I participated in a game of Ultimate Frisbee. I have never gotten so much exercise in such a short period of time. I sprinted over 5 miles and I am hooked. I’ve already started looking at San Diego pickup games. I’m getting ready to head out for another round in an hour!
Last night was potluck night in our student housing. It was absolutely beautiful. Everything you could want for a potluck in the French countryside. Cool air, beautiful food, great wine and lovely people.
I’m missing my kitties, Daniel and not much else. I’ve built up to 25 minute runs every other day and 53 pushups. I’m starting to daydream about my life at home and how I can maintain this environment. I’m not sure it’s possible.
I spent yesterday morning cleaning, clearing and purging my store. Dead leaves that had collected outside, little chunks of wood and other remnants of the 2015. It felt so great. I think its so important to touch things that have been stagnant for a long period of time. Stirring up the corners, stirring up the energy.
I sold a piece yesterday that I’ve carried with me for a few years now. I think it came from freeing up all of that space. Letting go of dead energy. Now I have a blank space on my wall and I get to rearrange my gallery.
It is so dang easy to doubt myself. SO EASY. I do it all the time.
I am going to be so broke. Why am I spending money on this art school? Why do I spend so much time making lotion and soap when I could be hiking with my boyfriend? I should close the store. This is a waste of time. Why did I price my work so high? No one wants to buy it at that price. I’m scared.
Most of it deals with that last statement, “I’m scared.” I think we all are. I think fear holds us back from so much. And I am scared, but I’m also very excited.
More often than not, after an evening of fear based wallowing, the universe steps in and gives me a nudge in the right direction. This morning it was selling a piece of art that had only been available for about 6 hours. Right on universe, thank you.
So I am going to keep doing the work, focusing my energy on the things that make me happy, planning, setting goals and keeping my eyes open for the miraculous, wonderful outcomes that come from that combination. I will trust myself and lean into the fear.