Unable to Friday psychasthenia: A sudden collapse in someone’s mental health or stability of mind After a five-day weekend last week and a mere three-day workweek, I would never have suspected that Friday would be the day that did me in. But Friday morning, by 7:15am, I knew I wasn’t going to be able to cope. Issue 1: I had…
Apologies to Deana Carter for the title, but I couldn’t resist. Warning: This post shows a (real) photo of blood and talks about an accident. As you know, my life is a never-ending parade of glamour and high-society happenings. In keeping with this lifestyle, Friday night I decided to shave my legs. While I was in the shower, I proceeded…
I’ve started this goal post several times over the last few weeks. As early as late October I was making plans for a year that was not 2020. Aside from the obvious society-wide issues, 2020 had a lot of personal highlights. I had my first solo show. I coped with a pandemic. I moved. I got a pair of new…
2020 has been hard. There may be nothing else we agree on, but on this point point, I think all humans are in agreement. In the United States, the election is just days away. Afterward, half the country will be happy, the other mad. COVID-19 continues to rage on essentially unchecked. No one knows, let alone agrees on, if staying…
It’s my story that the last two weeks of not posting or doing art have not been my fault. And I’m gonna stick to it. The last few posts at the end of August were about the finishing of two paintings for an upcoming show. I worked hard on them, and the remaining steps were to varnish the panels and…
When starting Ruth Armitage‘s Roaring 20’s mentorship program, I filled out a little questionnaire about my goals. One of the questions was about how much painting I did and if that was enough or if I wanted to do more. I answered that I painted from 1-4 hours a week, and that felt like enough. This weekend was a “1-hour”.…
To paraphrase Victor Hugo, some weeks’ function is to serve as a bad example. This was one of those weeks. By Friday, stick a fork in me because I was done. I sat down in my studio Friday evening and basically destroyed some paper. I would like to report, that got it out of my system. Maybe it did. Saturday…
The news from the world at large has been so horrific lately that I have been paralysed in front of my keyboard. I don’t know what to say. And frankly, I don’t know if I should say anything. Many of the guides right now make a good point that being an ally is about stop promoting yourself so other voices…
This weekend I spent my first few nights in my new, Keizer home. And so far, I love it. The backyard is lovely and quiet. The inside spaces are interesting and fun. I don’t have a refrigerator (it’s a couple weeks off still) or a washer and dryer (same excuse), but the heating/cooling system is swift and the dishwasher works…
Judging from my Facebook feed, I am not the only one having a hard time with the idea that in the current climate, resting is the thing to do. That doesn’t mean I’m not enjoying the opportunity, it just means that I find myself at odd times looking around and thinking, “Wait, wasn’t I supposed to be doing something?” Take…