When you think you got nothing, that’s the time to pick up that brush. I was working on my newsletter in the studio on Sunday and rolling along on the project nicely, but needed a break. I headed out the door with the two big dogs and a leash and put in another 5,000 steps on my goal for the day. When I came back in I thought I would finish the project but just stalled. I really didn’t want to do it at that time so I picked up a canvas board that had some paint all over it and stared at it for a while. Nothing. More nothing. Let dogs in and out a couple times. More nothing. So I figured, what the heck, just take a catalyst blade and slap some paint around, and then it moved, and moved some more and I kept on painting and drying and painting for two and a half hours. I HAD NOTHING, until I created something by moving the energy out and onto the canvas…and what did I create, well I call it “Cupcakes for Breakfast”. Don’t know why, never know why the titles come but it does, so somewhere inside all the layers of paint, under the black, under the gesso, under the pencil are my “Cupcakes for Breakfast”.
When you think you got nothing, that’s the time to pick up the brush. It made me soooooo happy. That other project, that can wait until tomorrow.
It is not really Monday yet.
But I wouldn’t mind cupcakes in the morning.
Lemon raspberry cupcakes…
And the glittery sunshine and texture of goodness that comes from the support of your good friends. The friends who make the days better, whose support gets you through the times when you got NOTHing, who like you just the way you are, with all those lumps and bumps that make you YOU. Thanks everyone…and Happy(Sunday)MonDAy.