No Rest For The Wicked

Paint, paint, paint...

One thing a challenge will do- it will kick your butt into gear. HARD. The other thing it will do- prepare you for future challenges.

All I had to say out loud was " Jeez Universe I think I have taken on enough...chill please!" And the Universe kept ladling on the stuff- another design project from work, an old longtime customer needing a vinyl, a new potential client wanting something done...all while Im trying to get ready for two back to back events and most of my artwork has been sold so I must now start from scratch. 😳

Yes I am stressed.

I am also getting trained by the Universe to work more efficiently than I've ever worked before.

I am getting my time management lessons...how long does it take to paint a certain size with the amount of detail that suits me? Then that gives me an idea of how many I can create in a day in that size.

And my time is improving as I get my "language" down. Certain things I like to put into each one become faster to create with practice.

When backgrounds are drying I'm getting them all prepped to hang. Making sure they are signed and photographed.

Then they go on the wall so I can keep track of how many I have...and how many more I need. A bunch! 😳

I set up a little "inspo" area on my work desk so I can remember things I want to explore in the next piece. And I try to change the color palette up every few paintings in. I have to please me.

Today I have a private party to DJ so getting ready for that and trying to crank on some work. Full day!

Life is kinda crazy at the moment- a lot of emotions going on. I know work is going to be my anchor-and there is plenty of THAT to do.

Enjoy your Saturday- no rest for me!

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