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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Time
I can never remember what I’ve actually been doing with my time. All I know is that I seem to always be busy. How does that happen? I don’t even know. Meetings, trips, emails, doctors, packaging art, errands, and organization. Why does everything take so long? And why can’t I find time to paint?
Continue readingCheck-in for Now
Been getting lots done lately, since the last week of August. I don’t know how, but I have. I think not paying attention is the key. I haven’t been too worried about it, and I’m giving myself plenty of time to contemplate without stressing. It’s like the best show, timeline-wise, I’ve ever had (so far).
Continue readingWorking Hard, Flipping Coins
I have a deadline—be it a self-inflicted one—to finish everything for my show one week before installation. Good thing I do not foresee that being a problem. I’m pretty sure I’ve been well ahead of schedule for a while, even with making the promo packages.
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Trying. Trying. I’m always trying to get shit done. Seems it’s never-ending and it seems like it’s never good enough. But I think I’m getting somewhere, even if it doesn’t feel like it sometimes.
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