Spice, 16x20. Oil On Canvas, Cole Gallery
November brings a slew of interruptions to my already sketchy daily schedule. Thanksgiving is pretty much just the icing on the cake but November is more than just TG. It's the real onset of the "Holidays". Or maybe it's actually October these days but I'm too caught up in the Oldfield Show to deal with it until November. So about November first, I'm already on that slippery slope where so many other things start to take "priority" over my artwork - and my horse.
December, of course, is the crux of it all - but then we find ourselves thinking about New Years and the going-ons of that event. One could pretty much just throw in the towel if they were not mindful of all things fighting for our attention.
So I saw what was going on. I was losing steam and had to stay focused. Artwork first - all other things at the end of the day- but that's when I'm fried, exhausted, mentally wiped out. The juggle was on. I did not prevail (this time) but I learned a lot about myself and am developing better habits.
So with New Years behind me, I was able to get back into my studio, brush in hand (and between my teeth - yep. A story for another time) and practice some new disciplines.
Then I get a call.
For the next 3 months I had the privilege of being able to help my son and his wife as they maneuvered the rocky road of a tiny little baby born waaaay to early. This was my new priority. Painting was on the back burner, not getting cold but simmering. I had 3 months to think about paintings, compositions, style, technique and the lot of it. But no time (energy) to act on it.
The good news is baby and family are thriving. But also, I am back in my studio more disciplined than ever and more inspired than ever.
Maybe I needed a little Paintus Interruptus. Maybe we all do from time to time. :)