Since I haven’t been so sick over the last week or more, you’d think I’d be back to making art. But I haven’t made anything. Not yet. And I feel like I’m losing time.
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Slow & Stressed
I’m still not painting, yet I’ve been working. Days rush by, and my To-do list is getting smaller, but I can’t seem to get off my ass to paint. It’s really bumming me out. It’s making me feel like a lazy bum. I feel like I used to paint every day. I mean, I did. Maybe I just didn’t have a shitload of other things to do at the same time? I don’t know. Getting the show prepared is all that’s going on right now. I have no time for anything else.
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I hate being idle. I always have. On days when I’m forced to listen to my body and I need to relax, I only feel guilty. Where did this come from?
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It’s nothing new when I talk about my never-ending “to-do” list. It always changes and morphs anew, but it definitely never shrinks. And it behaves like a tide of overwhelm. Not the whole time, of course—hence the ebbing and the flowing. At least, that’s how I remember it when I lived near the ocean.
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