on rest
Last week, the snowstorm Jonas raged around the Northeast and I found myself trapped for 4 days, unable to move my car out of 3 feet of snow. Most of my neighbors were in the same situation–living on a street that the city doesn’t plough! I had my milk and eggs, and was stocked up for the storm, so I embraced the time to really spend some time painting in the studio. For the first couple days it was great. I was able to spend some quality focused time painting and creating new artworks, without having a time limit of having to be done by a certain time or making it to an appointment.
However, I noticed that by the 4th day my hands were tired of doing the same thing–painting all day, every day. My eyes needed a rest from looking at the surface of a canvas so close to me. My body needed to move around and explore past the bounds of my house. I was stir crazy, but the desire not to waste time made me keep painting and creating.