Although I am still under the weather, I still managed to clean and organize the kitchen. I started a painting today. I also spent time with my little ones and managed to drag myself out of the house to take Sloan to ballet. Imagine all that I can do once I feel better. Who knows, I might even be able to start exercising.
I promise to post some more photo's and rad art work by little Sloan. Part of the mass organizing effort in the kitchen is so Sloan and I can have more space to create (look for before and after photo's tomorrow).
I am kind of at a loss when it comes to creativity these days. I will admit I am overwhelmed at where to even start. I mean, I sometimes don't even feel it's fair to call myself an artist anymore. The more I look at artists I admire I just feel like a looser. I was looking at art today on line, I always try to stay on top of whats going on in the art world. I think artists are creating all this amazing stuff. What do I have to paint about? Pause. Silence. Brain fart because now I am just a fat mom who used to be a kick butt artist and now all I do is give orders to small creatures in cute pink clothes, wipe poopy butts and runny noses, clean up toys and do laundry all day long. Pause...........hold on.........all those things are attached to three really amazing and beautiful little girls. I will paint what I know. All I know right now is what I am living everyday. So I am going to start a series of paintings on motherhood. The first one is quite large, mostly so that I can get this canvas out of the garage so Dean will have more space. They say truth is often stranger than fiction, and I believe that to be true. My days are always filled with strange yet beautiful experiences that make my "mommy" job very rewarding. With all the crazyness in my day to day life, I should never run out of ideas to paint.
