and suddenly it's time to go to bed.
And then I find myself only using my studio for a computer room. Or a catch-all. And that's just bloody depressing. Especially when I'm looking at (and let's be honest, feeling green with envy because of) skilled artists who are making a good show of it online.
It's good to remember that I can't do it all. (Thank you Alyson Stanfield!)
It's good to remember that there will always be artists whose careers I aspire to, and that maybe I'm one of those to someone else. We all struggle sometimes.
It's good to remember that no matter how horrid humans are to each other, or how horrid you might feel, there are always humans putting in a stake for good. And that my art is one of those stakes, because apparently it (often*) makes other people feel good too, not just me.
*sometimes it freaks them the heck out. But that's good, because it's important to widen one's experiences.
And now that I've done what needs doing today, I'm going to get off this computer and use the next four hours for actually making art.
|The view from over my laptop screen: Two easels, each with two paintings in progress. Time to get cracking!|