Feelings around my first month as a full-time artist

So, a month has past in my new life and it’s hard to imagine another way of living. So far loneliness really hasn’t had the chance to set in. I’m laughing out loud at podcasts, chatting with Siri (the cat, not the phone) and somehow writing this makes me feel like I’m having a conversation. This will likely change in time but so far I’ve stayed sane I think.(?)

I get to paint far less than I thought I would. I keep telling myself all the computer work I’m putting in right now will provide more time for studio work in the future and I sure hope I’m right. However, some things will always be taking time from what I love the most - keeping books, responding to e-mails, packaging artwork and working social media. I don’t mind any of it - I just couldn’t imagine how much it would eat into my painting time. I’m also sure I’m pouring loads of time into things I could do differently. I want to do meaningful things, I’m just not sure which ones are meaningful yet.

I listen to audio books throughout the day and have listened a little too much to the ”Be the master of your destiny” kind. I’m great at getting to work, I can work until my nose bleeds if needed, what I need now is permission to let go of control and set myself free in the studio.

There’s so much I’m longing to pour my heart into. I want to paint more birds, do graphic black and whites, I want to further explore acrylics on paper, do some mini watercolor landscapes and maybe some cityscapes. All of this makes me all gitty with excitement, updating my website doesn’t.

So that’ll be my week I think, watercolors take some time getting into so I’ll be starting there. Maybe next week I’ll have some progress to share!