Saturday, January 6, 2018
And it's very apt, because last year I finally put to rest issues that have been dogging me for eons. And now I truly am free.
Free to live the rest of my life unimpeded by old crap. Free to create every day exactly how I want it. So free that I truly love, honor and respect myself, everything I am, everything I do, how I do my life in every way. I'm who I've been waiting for.
I'm on a creative roll again. I've taken up painting again, both watercolor and very soon acrylics. I'm doing it now purely for my own enjoyment and pleasure. I don't need to show or post my new work anywhere. It's all for me, now.
I've reorganized and rearranged things in my studio, and after the couple of things I've ordered arrive, I'll be able to keep my easel set up by the north window...instead of the ironing board, which has been in that spot since I moved in nine years ago (sorry, BeeGee), being there.
And more storage for acrylic supplies so they're handy and accessible. And more storage for lots of other stuff so I have more room to store finished canvasses and panels.
I've also been getting rid of stuff I don't need, my continual-downsizing practice. Every time I let go of something that no longer serves me, there's room for new, more appropriate stuff.
I feel in my bones that 2018 is going to be a great year. I hope it is for all of us.