Seems like rather a strange title, but winter keeps coming back. This morning's photo session after coffee was a very chilly one. I don't think my fingers have been so red and frozen in April after a mere 15 minute walk from my car. I had mitts! I was prepared to be outside, but alas, mittens must be removed to take pictures with the phone or little instax. But I got the photos I wanted of the current Walterdale Bridge.
Currently the 'new work' tally is at 21 so I am at the least, prepared for one summer art festival as of now. I have 80 or so days left to prepare for Artwalk, so I'm in pretty good shape. It's been a battle though, not sharing the work as soon as it's completed. For one, I easily forget when I'm away from the studio and thinking about things that hey! I actually have a bit of an inventory now! Then once I'm in the studio working away, I get a hankering to share a story about the piece I'm working on....and thus the absence from my writing here. If I'm not sharing work, it seems silly to tell you a story about the painting without actually showing you the painting. And then every once in a while I get this weird pang that all creative types get before they put something out there after talking about it for a while:
What if no one likes the new work? What if I spent all this time working away on stuff and dropping hints and talking excitedly about what's coming soon, and I post it and no one likes it?
So, maybe I should just post the new work to see what people think.
And round and round this ridiculous thought process goes. Then I'm over it and then I'm not. Then I'm over it and then I go to yoga and then I'm not. Then I'm over it and have a nap and take the dogs for a walk and run into someone I know and they ask me what I've been up to and then I'm suddenly not over it again.
It's only April 12.
HOW THE HELL IS IT APRIL THE TWELFTH ALREADY?
Clearly, I need an adult. And a good, long, bike ride.
Also, I am still resolved to not post the new works. Yet. Only 3 more months of this, friends!