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HAVE SOME FUN DAMMIT


Great weekend getting some outside time in. Noticing flowers and plants that might be fun to paint. And I picked up a new hobby which will be fun until it's too hot to be fun...disc golf. More like throwing frisbee like discs into a basket and trying to make it in...is where I'm at. It's good practice to try to make your goals and figure out your body mechanics and it's a sport I can do if I practice at it. I needed something in my life and that something was PLAYING OUTSIDE. Outdoor time, a little exercise and play. I lost touch with playing. Everything is always work and productivity. Part of reclaiming your life and time does include fun. 🙂
I have also steadily but surely been tidying up my little pad. It was a disaster zone after the hospital/quarantine/too weak to do anything trip I've been on. So I pick a room or area that is an eyesore and just tackle it for like an hour or so until it's tidy. I don't try to do the whole house at once. It's just too much. A counter top here. A pile of clothes there. Yesterday it was taking down my Christmas tree and decorations. Yes, yesterday in the middle of June. It was nice having Christmas lights while I was quarantined in that room but somewhere along the way the lights burned out and the room felt abandoned and messy with it all. Time for fresh Summer vibes. 

This painting had been sitting on the floor awaiting all the exhibitions that got cancelled. I finally hung it up on the wall so I could get to my record player. It's a nice reminder it's time to get back to my studio and paint. There will be future exhibitions, let's be ready for them.
Two more days off before I go back to worky work but lots to do in my personal work. Today is finish commission and painting day and get stuff shipped off. Seeing just how much I get done off of Facebook has been eye opening. I feel like I've been sleepwalking my life away. All the paintings that could have been painted...books that could have been read... Fun that could have been had....years lost. So glad I woke up! Included in my agenda of HAVE SOME DAMN FUN DAMMIT is reuniting with my bike. I literally haven't ridden it in about two years or so and I miss it. Plus it's fun exercise. So Project Unearth Your Bike is next on the decluttering list. I think it's buried under 50 empty Amazon boxes I hoard for shipping. 😂 
I know this blog is mainly for my Art adventures and those are coming but I'm having a personal revolution right now that needed to be documented. I am reclaiming my life, brain, creativity and productivity from the Thief of Time.... Facebook. 
I highly recommend finding some time to PLAY and connecting with that inner child that's smothering in all the world's strife. Isn't that what summers used to be about?

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