This morning I find myself clinging to the past and this notion that at least for a little while, he loved me. He loved me completely and without condition. He accepted me just the way I am – warts and all. Such an amazing feat to ask or even to expect of another. Even now, I am in awe and overcome with great sadness for something that has passed, yet indebted and humbled to have experienced such in my lifetime. I will remain eternally grateful …
Well, here it is September already. I’ve spent the past two months living in the same place and the past six months in a very left-brained job. In fact, my left brain is running amok there. It is thriving with the constant challenge of what I am required to do. Maintaining a predominately positive attitude certainly helps as much as being surrounded by predominately positive people. Naturally, cynicism sneaks in from time to time but overall, it’s good.
The condo within which I reside is alright as well. It’s a crash pad. I’m away most of the time during the week, although a home body on the weekends. My “prize”, which I am slowly making progress, is to catch up on the remainder of the debt I intend to pay – thankfully not much more and certainly not the complete actual total of it ALL which will never be entirely paid off – though first this and then to find a place of my own again.
The big difference between living my dream as I was before, last year, and the place I aspire to find once again is funding. I’ll be able to finish the art with framing, etc. and get it into display spaces. Having freedom that money allows has a fair bit of attraction, suffice to say. I’ll be the first to admit it isn’t everything, although arriving at my issues as they arise in my life with money is certainly a much more desirable way to go.
I have been considering the direction of the blog and am looking look forward to a lovely, creative free-for-all once again …
Life has managed to swindle me away from my work these past few months. Talk about a craaazy and mind expanding ride. WOW! So much has happened and is still happening. This work resides within and calls me still. I will return …
Sometimes I think, “Oh this sucks! What am I doing?!” But then I realize it doesn’t matter because I don’t have to be in love with them all.
Possibly the start of a new series, also.
the all of me, though I am not myself
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“In Art there is only one thing that counts; the thing you can’t explain.” – Georges Braque
“Art can never exist without naked beauty displayed.” .. William Blake