It’s been a busy week with a lot to be thankful for:
- Meeting art friends in person, maintaining social distancing of course
- Rain without my house flooding
- Depression glass
- Completing a NYT hard sudoku in 16 mins
- Artist Dates
It’s been a busy week with a lot to be thankful for:
Another week has flown by and I still feel like I’m stumbling along blindly, without noticing small things to be grateful for.
Looking back through my journal, there is nothing I noted.
I am always thankful for the basic things, a roof over my head, food to eat (even if it’s not what I may be craving) oh that reminds me, I stashed some chocolate in my tote bag.
I’m on the border of numbness. This often happens before I get depressed.
I am looking forward to meeting with art friends to discuss the next chapter of The Artists Way. I’ve quit doing morning pages. My mornings have been dedicated to my “dailies” in Animal Crossing. I’ll spend the next week focusing on creating in the mornings instead. Quick art journal type pages on loose bristol board or the heavyweight drawing paper I salvaged from the water damaged sketchbooks I discovered cleaning up my studio. Something that is more tangible, and meaningful than digging up bells to plant keep my money tree cycle going.
Although I feel like my Animal Crossing villagers are more a part of my life than most real-life people I know.
I remembered today! That’s something to be thankful for on its own but here are some small moments I felt gratitude for during the last week:
Hope to do an art catch up post this weekend. I’m trying to find small bits of time each day to do the Sktchy 30Faces30Days lessons. The lessons run between 20 mins to an hour, then add another hour or so for the drawing. I plan on doing the next class too.
Well, I have. Then I remember at an inopportune time. Like while I’m making fried potatoes for dinner.
Then I start writing from the QuickPress app on my phone, which is more difficult than using a keyboard.
Then I go to bed, and remember I didn’t finish the Thankful Thursday I’ve missed now for 2 weeks.
Then I remember and tell myself “GO WRITE IT REALLY QUICKLY” while I’m on break at work.
So for the last 2 weeks I’ve been thankful for:
Half of the year is over, and I really hope that the remainder of 2020 isn’t as crappy as the first half.
I decided to keep me focused, I’ll set some goals and revisit them throughout the month.
Art – Make some smaller mixed media pieces on bristol or cardstock. Something that could be easily shipped worldwide, and get my Etsy shop stocked. I honestly forget about Etsy, although I’ve purchased through the site.
Movement – BIKE and GEOCACHING! There are a few caches within my current riding stamina limit, and there are plenty of caches near the lakes that I could get while riding. I’ve returned to yoga in the mornings, although not constantly, and I notice when I sit too long I get uncomfortable.
Spirit – I’ve been reading Tosha Silver’s It’s Not Your Money and I have a few more weeks to go in that. I’m going to start reading Julia Cameron’s Finding Water next week. I may use my blog to sort my thoughts on it.
I’ll check in my goals mid-month and update.
It’s been a challenging few days but there have been moments of joy. I’m thankful for:
I’m still working on trying to notice more little things. It’s easy to slip back into a mindless routine, truly a rut, and go throughout my day without being present.
This year my goal was to get my art “out there”. Sign up for art shows, post more online, be seen.
That was before the pandemic, toilet paper shortage, murder hornets, or Tiger King.
The spring show I signed up for has been postponed until fall but OVAC set up a social distancing art crawl. Over 200 artists in all parts of Oklahoma will be displaying their work so people can drive, view and purchase while maintaining social distance guidelines.
I figured why not sign up. I really dont know how many, if any, people may come by but I signed up. I’m working on signs, creating more art and tidying up the yard.
I thought about cancelling my participation after learning my brother Billy passed away due to a heart attack. He was in his 30s. He wouldn’t have wanted me to cancel. He was artistic and would have cheered me on.
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JUNE 27 & 28 5pm to 8pm
This week I’m thankful for:
It’s a short list this week but now that I’m working on mindfully to find the blessings in my life I’m sure the list will grow.
Be safe, wash your hands and wear your mask.
My last post was on the edge of despair and depression. Luckily, I know that it doesn’t last, and while things may not be sunshine and lollipops, I will return to a more even keel.
Riding out the storm can be a challenge.
I’ve focused on things I’m grateful for, remembering to surrender everything to Divine Source and return to my art journal to keep my hands busy. I also still want to make this blog more than a sporadic rambling when I’m procrastinating something else.
An email group I was on a very long time ago would have Thankful Thursdays. I’m going to reinstate that beginning tomorrow. I’m still working on revamping my morning routine to include yoga and meditation (sorry Morning Pages, but I’m over you) and would like to include art or writing a quick post.
Oh, today is my Cycleversary. A year ago today, after going to a wine tasting my artist cycling friend Mandy hosted, I dug my box store hybrid bike out of the garage, aired up the tires and went out for a ride. Since then I’ve ridden 143 miles, purchased a road bike (so much faster than the hybrid), and have completed a few virtual races (93 miles total).
I’m still working on building up the courage to ride on main roads. I noticed and may have posted here, that while I’m walking cars give me more room than when I’m on my bike. I also need to learn how to fix a flat tire. I haven’t experienced it yet, but I’m sure it’s inevitable.
My goal for this year is to ride 300 miles, so I better get on it! That’s only 5 miles a week so it’s completely doable for a 2nd-year beginner.
Until next time, wash your hands and wear your mask.
I feel like I’m about to snap. Like I’m an over-wound spring on a watch, but it’s not going to be comical when I break.
I’m trying to keep it together. Trying to find things to occupy my mind. Meditation, sketching, Sudoku and Animal Crossing.
Since the Covid-19 pandemic social distancing – quarantine whatever this is I realize how alone I am. There are other people living in my house so I don’t mean alone in a solitary sense. More of an isolated sense.
But that’s is really my own doing. I don’t share what I think or feel. I’ve discovered sharing prompts 2 reactions. The “Fix It” and “Well, that’s on you”. To avoid them, I keep quiet. So ultimately, my feelings of isolation “is on me”.
Then I think about why I have this blog. It’s tied to some of my art and hobbies, but there’s little to no traffic. I can write this in a journal and end up having a burn party once a year, getting rid of everything so my words are never read. I think about completely overhauling it. Or deleting it altogether.