I find myself falling out of the habit of posting and I really don’t want to do that! I’ve also stopped stretching daily… ha. Daily is not really my thing. Anyway, I’m planning a neat event for Thursday, January 30, weaving something that’s turning out quite pretty, writing metal songs which I’m very pleased with, painting and thinking about visual art, and a combined visual and written project and… still not writing poetry again. I think that finally having a good long break after a gruelling, devastating few years really gave me a boost, hence the wild pace at which I was getting writing done when I returned. I don’t feel particularly bad about a short break now.
I do notice the past few days feeling the Instagram art success envy creeping back in. So it’s good, I think, to write again. The main motivations I had for doing a regular blog were first to share the sort of messiness of managing a creative practice, and second to have some sort of record for myself that I am making progress. And I am, even if it doesn’t always feel like it. The only rule is work, as Sister Corita Kent said…