A Page in Progess
Today was one of those days that you say to yourself, why do I want to make art, why do I do this to myself> All the doubts and the i am no good, I cant draw, I cant paint..came over me. All I was doing was doing was trying to sketch, now I sketch all the time, because i think the more you sketch the better you get. Today nothing worked it looked like a 2 year old could sketch better...I was so frustrated and upset, I put everything away and informed the hubby I was done with it....and he said you know your not, you will have bad days and good days and today is not your day, do someething else and forget about it. So I did, who knew hubby could have such wise wisdom about art, but he does know me..He knows my love of art, colour, he might not always appreciate everything I like, but I dont always like everything he likes. So I have been touring my fav blogs and finding new ones. On one blog was the question, does everyone you know , know about your blog? My answer to that is no, just a few close friends, and my family . I dont tell everyone i blog.....do you?
Today the shopper took me out to lunch for christmas, and we had a nice lunch and a nice chat with each other. Times like this has to be appreciated as they don't happen that often. I went to the bookstore and browsed around and looked at all the books. I then went to the Library and picked up the book I had on hold, called French Milk. Its like a graphic novel. Its a true story about a 22 year old and her mother who go to Paris for 5 weeks..very interesting, a really fast read.
So with all the frustration I played in my visual journal, and the page in top is in progress, still lots to do, no judging till its done.....How is your sunday going?????