It is Friday night and I’m worn out from the week. I have not been to the open drawing studio at the Morean Art Center in a couple weeks, unfortunately… but, I am definitely going tomorrow. I miss the unbroken block of work time offered, even though I struggle with going to the classroom-like atmosphere. I need this time tomorrow. I need to focus. I have been slacking in my own studio a bit, for my week is full of truly exhausting tasks and my Temperpedic bed is just so snuggley during this arcane Florida winter. And I’m still looking for a Quiller wheel to play with….
You’d think that my warm, snuggley, Temperpedic bed would allow me to focus and read some of the library books I brought home over a month ago. It really is an evil entity, beckoning my sore bag of bones to sink down into it, eating popcorn and watching dvds of Charmed and old, black and white movies. I renewed my stock of books last Saturday (instead of going to the art center) and still haven’t cracked open but half of them. I LOVE reading, but focus is hard to come by these days. Must work on that. Maybe its my house-wear – cozy, fuzzy slippers and flannel jammies – that keeps me from seeing the light of day? hmmmmm.