Taking time out

My life has become full of bits and pieces lately. All of them important, although not of equal importance. It’s difficult for me to focus on one thing long enough to achieve anything worthwhile. Sometimes, I just have to take time away from everything so I can focus on the important things.

I found this week that it was time to do just that. By the time I got to Thursday afternoon, the only thing I could manage was reading in bed. On Friday, I put everything aside except the most important thing: I spent time with my daughter. That alone calmed me enough to accept that I need to take time out to recharge.

That’s what I’m doing this weekend, along with a write-in tomorrow. Writing’s like recharging, isn’t it? If I don’t get finished the other things that are screaming at me to be finished, too bad. I’ll come back next week with renewed vigor.

One of the things I probably won’t be continuing with for very long is my art class. I’m really enjoying it and learning a lot, and surprising myself with what I can produce with some expert guidance, but it’s another thing I have to fit into my world when there are so many super-important things there already that I have to keep going with.

I’ll have time for one more project in class before the term ends. I’ll revaluate next term; perhaps I’ll do another project then but I won’t be painting past the beginning of June. Not this year, anyway.

The picture today is the first session on a new project in pen and ink. I have two more classes to get most of it finished, although I suspect it’ll take me four session, not three to be done with it. If you can’t guess what it is going to be, it’s a waterfall with vines growing down the rocks. It’s not going to be a realist painting.

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