I was reading on a blog the other day….another artist and mother talking about how she didn’t want to drag out her oil pastels and get started on something as her baby was going to wake up at any moment. Boy, did I use to live that way, it got so bad when my first child was born that I didn’t do anything at all, creatively (Brain,Child is the exception, of course). I simply couldn’t start something, get into it and then get interrupted and not finish. Now, I’ve realized that that is the best way to work….in small increments….to stretch it out….to think about it. I use to overdo my art. Now I don’t have the time to. I painted these shoes in between diapers changes and running to preschool to pick Jamie up.
It picks my spirits up. Like popping chocolates throughout the day.
