My Bad Art Habit

I have this bad habit of taking on lots of creative projects and then having no interest/motivation/desire to start them.  It’s pretty bad.   However, I am now trying with renewed effort (and some meds because apparently I’m sick and that’s why I’ve been sleeping so much).  It began with rampant cleaning and organizing.  The bed is made, the desk is nearly free of clutter, you can see the pictures on top of the dresser again and the easel is no longer a clothing rack. After all this cleaning I was left to stare at this:

Two lovely stretchers and my favorite shoes.  Favorites for many reasons, but mostly because they remind me of these:

Ooops…

It’s been a long weekend.  So long in fact, that it is now Tuesday.  My original plan for the weekends was to only post on Saturday and to write a feature article about an older, finished creation.  Since I failed to deliver this past Saturday I intend to deliver now.

I made this painting for my aunt and uncle as a 40th anniversary present.  I love them both very much and being a starving artist meant I could not afford to buy them something great.