"Rabbit whistle". I'll be the first to attend, Mary. There is great power in putting a name to a project. It is like moving from dating to commitment.After this past week it has been funny and revealing to plan a new scheme for my life. The past two weeks I decided that "seeking" was over. Analyzing issues and working hard as a lifestyle was over. So the moment I decided I'd author and illustrate and sell my children's book and become a working artist as well, the old skin of my life seemed to cave in letting in the debris of all sorts of uncanny events. A fraud attempt on my mom and my bank accounts (change all the accounts), burst pipes and a flood (new hot water heater) , mom's tooth fell out (the tip of a very large iceberg of processes and appointments to come), and a malfunctioning kiln at the lab (exploding investment rings and redoing work over and over and a tech who is telling me "well it could be an assortment of causes...let's start with step one....etc"). But in a way all these events are like a group of herding dogs guiding me, a lone lazy sheep, into a new kind of straight and narrow. Underlying each event was the necessity to find something out and then act on it. Like caring for my mom, working in my lab, maintaining the house. I could say "it is a purification process" but that is language from the me who was seeking or who needed purification. So...... I can move into no excuses mode. If I do an illustration a week for the book i'll be done in eight weeks. or....if I do two illustrations a week, then in four weeks the book is mapped out and all the next steps are awaiting. There is lots of room and space to play this out.
posted by laurie in boise
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