In The South

It is tradition on New Years Day to eat
1) Black Eyed Peas (for good luck throughout the year)
2) Collard Greens (for good money throughout the year)
Of course, in the South, it's also tradition to throw in pigs feet or bacon or some other bit of carcus.
When it comes to functions or events I don't usually make the vegetarian alternative of the same dish - I make something entirely different.
But on New Years you better believe I'm eating for luck and money!
So, tonight, two crockpots. A huge one for the meateaters, and a little one for the vegetarians. *grin*

And a raised glass all around, wherever you may be!

Yesterday

Yesterday I worked on a 24x24" that I ended up unhappy with.
I woke, this morning, and after rubbing my eyes stared at it in horror.
It's been a long time since I've been so incredibly unhappy with a work.
And the irony is I was so excited for this piece because the drawing (foundation of a good painting) was phenomonal.

I think it was due.
A bad work.
It's related to the 'bam' I mentioned earlier.
The four pieces I had done before this one I was really happy with.
So I think I just need to change/adjust something about the way I'm painting now.

But what, but what?
*rabbit nose*

*heads to lab*
*dones white coat*
*looks for goggles*

Michelangelo

I bought a book on Michelangelo.
A beautiful, beautiful book with beautiful, beautiful photos.

Oh!

I'm at the point with my work where I have to jump up a level. I was talking to my sister on the phone about it. About how you're working away and them - BAM. You've jumped up a level without realising. Well, I'm at that point now. I need a BAM. I need to jump up. I think God is sleeping with the games controller in his hand.

Come on, God!
*waves*
I'm down here!

Somebody poke him for me, will you?
I need to be....more.

The New Year

I am excited for it.
Tremendously.
I thought about going out and spending it with some friends, which would be nice.
But then I thought of a few beautiful rituals to do here at home, too.
Which would also be nice.
I do know we have a couple of bottles of wine in the fridge, a chocolate-chip sherry roll I made this morning in the freezer, art supplies all around, a warm lounge, dancing room and dancing music, good movies, and a comfy bed.
All the makings of magic.
Full hearts.
Wishes.
Dreams.
Ability.
Skill.
Laughter.
Brilliance.
Life.

Tonight - before midnight! - I have to update my sites. I'm not sure how long they will take. But I wanted to have them done before the new year.

And...OH!
So many things. A list to write of so many full, beautiful, promising New Years things.

2008.
I cannot wait.
And I have been waiting for you.

Evolution

I really like the way that I am evolving as an artist.
And I don't mean the way my work is looking, I mean my work ethic of late.
And the way that my spirit has changed accordingly alongside it.
I go to bed thinking about art, I dream of it, and when I wake my fingers start moving before my brain does.
It's a lovely feeling.
Finally.
After years.
To have the artist in my body start moving before the woman in me does.

Oh but you know....

I did take a photo of the aforementioned painting as it balanced on my lily-white, wobbly knees on the way to it's new home!
I used my phone which has an absolutely worthless camera on it.
But at least I have some sort of outline I can show y'all as soon as I can afford to send it from my phone to my email.

*nods*

*frustrated scream*

I did a painting today but I gave it to it's owner before I took a photo!
So I have no record of it.
It feels so odd.
I can't decide if it feels like I've worked hard all day and have nothing to show for it, or if it feels like I worked hard all day and something has blown away in the wind and I am free.

Such oddities.

I photograph EVERY painting.

I was too rushed to remember!
And too stupid.

But, on a plus side, I *was* smart enough to order pizza for dinner.
*runs off to eat it*