Right now I have a few paper projects in the works, but I can't settle into any of them. A little mini book, a new art journal. I want to work on them but it never feels right. Fits and starts. I'm so itchy though. You know that feeling? All day long I think about drawing or painting or just MAKING SOMETHING. There are so many projects in my head that it hurts. I literally get a pang in my chest when I think about all the things I'm not doing.
Of course, I AM doing things. They're just things like making toast. Disclipining. Sweeping all day long so the dang ants don't overtake our house. (Side note: if there is a single tiny morsel of food on the floor a little ant parade comes marching in to take it away. There are 2 small children and a dog in the house. There is never NOT a morsel of food on the ground. So that's the story of my ant battle of late.)
But the time I do have is the night time. That precious sliver between the children's bedtimes and mine. And it's just a little sliver, since I'm not one of those sleepless warrior moms that can get by on less than 7 hours a night.
So in the evenings I get into bed and basically lurch at my drawing book. I can't get the pen to the page quick enough. Doodles. Lettering experiments. Rough attempts to actually draw things that look real and not like weird cartoons (this mostly means portraits of Stephen Colbert or random stuff from commercials)
I have to remember not to leave my books out during the day or they get scribbled on.
And drawings of my new favorite animal: the Musk Ox. Do you know about these things? They're badass. I discovered them while watching Frozen Planet, which I cannot recommend highly enough. Fascinating and beautiful, plus it's given me so many new animals to learn about. And draw!
