It’s been a month since I finished my multimedia Artist’s book, The Spark. By now, you’d think I’d be back in the studio – painting. But I still can’t get my head there. It’s funny because my heart is there, just not my mind.
Thoughts
No Plan B
Don’t you hate it when plans go to shit, or they drastically change and you just can’t get with the program? It’s like I have everything and nothing going on at the same time – a lot like what death is supposed to be. Maybe. Have I become too grim now?
More Sparks Fly Pages
Still working on The Spark book. Probably the most boring subject matter you’ve been reading about on here lately, but it’s been quite the task. So I’m writing about it. I was up at 5:30 a.m. again – chopping paper in the garage (studio) so I wouldn’t get stuck doing it after the blazing sun popped up and lit my dreadlocks on fire. Have I mentioned how hot it’s been? And humid too – yuck! So I finally got all the pages measured and cut, including the fly pages!
To Do
Suddenly my To-do list went from short and sweet – maybe even a bit boring – to a small mountain pile of plans. This is not too bad, really. There are still no deadlines here. I am being good about that – disallowing them that is. But I do want to get moving on the ideas I am excited about. The only real obstacle, if I can even call it that, is finishing up projects that I’ve already started. Like, The Spark.
A New Day
Happy Independence Day. Or, for some of you who’ve forgot what today is all about, Happy Firecracker Day! Now please stay out of my neighborhood so I can get some sleep. And while I’m thinking about important documents, that brings me to the main reason I haven’t been around lately. I was rewriting my memoir (yes, again) and have been focused on that for the last six weeks. It’s been a good way to distract myself from all the dumpy doldrums I’ve been in for almost a year.
