I've been a strange holding pattern here. So sad and straddling the line of depression because of all of the new complications with family members and not entirely inspired but still wanting to make art. I take my camera when I think the light might be right but it isn't often the right kind of light these days. The weather isn't cooperating. I feel like I need to make art that isn't weather related, and then I feel like I need to get a job.
Josh performed in his first high school play and the practice and performance hours were insane. Totally ridiculous for kids who also have to go to school 6.5 hours a day and do their homework. But Josh kept it together for the whole time and prevailed with great attendance, a solid GPA and as good of a performance as a guy can give who has been relegated to the ensemble (he was also an understudy for another role, which meant he had to learn a second role for nothing. I hope he gains cred with the teacher/director for that) and also since he is a big strapping guy in charge of moving set furniture before and after every scene. I'm totally proud of him for not cracking under the pressure. I might have.
I did go into the city one day last week to see an exhibit at a gallery. I was so glad I went in because I loved the work I saw and also because it really got my wheels turning on some techniques I can use in my own work.
On my list of things to do is to make an appointment with the NY book designer and get her opinion on my separate bodies of work. I think that right now I could probably publish three solid books. I'd like to know what she thinks.
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