Epiphanies

Awake at 3 am last night, I put some magnesium oil on to help me relax and get back to sleep, and started journalling to get the busy out of my brain onto paper. I'll bet if I read that today, it'll look like a lot of disjointed thoughts, written haphazardly.

But, as I was writing, I had the epiphany that I was good at encouraging a friend to write and illustrate a book to utilize her talents, but I wasn't so good at applying that to myself. Oh, I can give a million reasons why I haven't, but if I'm honest with myself, every single one of those 'reasons' are mere excuses. I haven't made it a priority, simple as that.

After journalling, I've realized I've needed this year to really settle in to my new home, as I've moved every year for the past four years, and my life has been in turmoil due to these unforeseen circumstances. Now that I'm settled and really enjoying my little dream home and the lovely community I'm in, it's time to get organized, focussed, and motivated.

One of my 'dreams' is to paint my way through France, Italy and Spain, and take about 3 months to do so. I have a plan on how I'm going to achieve that, and now it's time for me to start putting that plan into action. It's also time for me to get back into my art studio. I moved into this house as it has 3 bedrooms and I could make one an art room and another the office, having them separate.

Well, that was a good plan, but I haven't painted for 3 years now, partly due to the stress and turbulence in my life. But that's over now and has been for a good six months. Partly it's due to my immersion in photography which has taken up my time and energy. Again though, that's an excuse. I've wasted time in the evenings online and on the phone instead of in my studio, truth be told.

Now that the creative bug has bit me again, I know I'll be spending time in my art studio again, using all those wonderful colours that are waving at me to squeeze their little tubular bodies.