But I’m not giving up on The 100 Day Project
I painted some tiny watercolor flowers and added some ink, but my heart is not in my art right now.
In five days, I will attend a weeklong writer’s retreat in Ashland City, TN at Blue Spring Creek Retreats and when there’s a project looming, I struggle with multi-tasking.
The goal for the getaway is to revise and polish the memoir draft I wrote last year. It’s been through the hands of a professional editor already, but I haven’t touched it since. I let life, and death, get in the way.
With this fantastic opportunity, I turn my focus to writing for the foreseeable future.
I never knew my 100 day project would take this turn, and while I welcome the change, I also recognize the need to alter the original goal of sharing work every day. Unless it’s writing about writing. Which may help my process. Who knows?
I will post photos and progress notes over the next few weeks or maybe even for the rest of the 100 day project. But for now, I set my paintbrushes aside.
And during this I will do my best to remember Julia Cameron’s words: “As I create and listen, I will be led.”
Until next time, xoxo
Inspired by an artist on Instagram, the idea stayed with me so I tried my hand and made something old into something new.
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I’m allowed to have off days where I can produce a tangled mess of scribbles. And that’s okay. At least I made *something*. 😊
And then I turned the page in my Artist’s Way themed journal and read the following:
The words and timing a soothing balm. Grace.
Until tomorrow, xoxo
Sister cats, Mia and Dot, love to hunt and kill the loose end of a roll of Cottenelle® as it flits above the air vent. Instead of trashing their work, I invited them into the studio to experiment with the remains.
Up on the table, they batted the scraps of tissue around on a canvas panel. I knew the layout satisfied them because they jumped down and exited the room. I think they trusted me to finish the piece.
Either that or they saw me pick up the spray bottle full of water.
I dampened the paper, then squirted a few puffs of watercolor powder from the containers Mia and Dot had chosen earlier. A layer or two of decoupage over everything and we called it done.
While it was drying, Mia walked across and left a faint paw print as her signature. On closer inspection, I found she left several hairs as well.
An artist always leaves something of themselves in their work. 😊