Another new year, another little puff of energy from the universe saying "Things can get better!" I am not thinking better in terms of the traditional resolutions, though. Yes, weight loss would be great. Less debt would be wonderful. A cleaner house -- well, we all know how I feel about that impossibility. The past year has been a real tough one for everyone...how can we all turn it around for 2022?
Covid still hangs over our heads and shoulders in the supermarket and coffee shop. We hope it isn't around us, but it probably is. We all will be getting this thing, but I guess the longer you can hold out in getting it the weaker the strain might be. I am wading back into the germ filled cesspool on Monday, and am actually happy that we will be given real masks for the first time in this pandemic. I think the kids are going to start dropping like flies with the cold. They hang out together outside of school, participate in activities and clubs, and bring the germs to school with them. We do the best we can -- but there is only so much you can do when you put 600 people in a building together.
Am grateful to be feeling better and feel ready to jump back into art again. I miss my beads and threads! The artist part of me that has laid dormant, only producing ideas for things rather than actually making them, is starting to wake up. I've decided to not beat myself up for this past year of artistic nothingness. I really do think I've done the best I can, but the repetitive assaults on my health just made being creatively productive impossible. I can do better now, and will. Am keeping a log of ways I contribute to cultivating my artwork every day. Without showing up, nothing gets done. Loved Eric Maisel's book on Daily Practice, a good read for New Year's. Begin again, from the ashes of illness and a lack of creative energy, A REAL build back better (unlike what the government is thinking they are doing...sigh.)
With creating art comes teaching, and I am so looking forward to getting more classes off the ground. Have lots of ideas to develop and really miss my young art people who I've been working with for the past few years. And my older ones! You know who you are. We got together inside for an art time this week for the first time since Covid started, and it was so nice. Art is a communal activity as much as it is an individual one.
Cheers to a 2022 without drama on the personal, political, or social stages. Let's put our heads down and get to work. Cheers!
Covid still hangs over our heads and shoulders in the supermarket and coffee shop. We hope it isn't around us, but it probably is. We all will be getting this thing, but I guess the longer you can hold out in getting it the weaker the strain might be. I am wading back into the germ filled cesspool on Monday, and am actually happy that we will be given real masks for the first time in this pandemic. I think the kids are going to start dropping like flies with the cold. They hang out together outside of school, participate in activities and clubs, and bring the germs to school with them. We do the best we can -- but there is only so much you can do when you put 600 people in a building together.
Am grateful to be feeling better and feel ready to jump back into art again. I miss my beads and threads! The artist part of me that has laid dormant, only producing ideas for things rather than actually making them, is starting to wake up. I've decided to not beat myself up for this past year of artistic nothingness. I really do think I've done the best I can, but the repetitive assaults on my health just made being creatively productive impossible. I can do better now, and will. Am keeping a log of ways I contribute to cultivating my artwork every day. Without showing up, nothing gets done. Loved Eric Maisel's book on Daily Practice, a good read for New Year's. Begin again, from the ashes of illness and a lack of creative energy, A REAL build back better (unlike what the government is thinking they are doing...sigh.)
With creating art comes teaching, and I am so looking forward to getting more classes off the ground. Have lots of ideas to develop and really miss my young art people who I've been working with for the past few years. And my older ones! You know who you are. We got together inside for an art time this week for the first time since Covid started, and it was so nice. Art is a communal activity as much as it is an individual one.
Cheers to a 2022 without drama on the personal, political, or social stages. Let's put our heads down and get to work. Cheers!
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