Feboooairy

Blah, be back tomorrow.

So February, here we are again. The shortest month of the year. January was a tough month to make it through, but it's over and we are headed in a better direction. Have had very little time for art. Need to get motivated. This painting is of a fantasy creature, a mixture of a giraffe and a hyena. No real reason for it other than I'm crazy in the head like that. My art is funny I think. It really has no place other than in my head. I don't know who would like it and why they would. It's a compulsion to get it out and on a tangible surface so I can reflect on it. Each piece than has a story in my head for where is been and come from. I imagine what it would be like to meet or see in person. My mind is a funny place to be, very quiet, but full of emotions and theories. One day it will all make cents. One day it will all disappear. One day it will all make sense.

An Artist Am I

Read a Q&A about how to be a Freelancer this morning.

Glad I did because it told me what I needed to hear and let me know I am on the right track. My talent does not go unnoticed, but doesn't seem to take me anywhere. I know I have to make the move to push my name out there, but time only holds me back. Many projects this year and so little in the ways of a means to accomplish them. Some nights I am able to stay up burning the midnight candle and others I try, but my body begs me for rest. How are you going to do this, I ask myself. Myself replies, I don't know.
My birthday is coming up and leaves me with another year to reflect upon. I'll be ready for a stout drink and fun with my girl. Year 28 was good and made many life changes, career, relationship, and understanding just a little more about how it all works. My father has had a stroke, luckily a small one, but still a stroke. Doing my best to coop with my thoughts and emotions on the matter and visiting him every chance I get. Look forward to his discharge. Hoorah, and thanks for listening.