Mark as I saw him a few years ago
This is my husband and my granddaughter. We went to a farm up in the northern part of South Carolina with some friends and we had a great day. We mined for gems, picked blueberries, and ate some wonderful ice cream. As you can probably tell from the picture, they are crazy about each other. Mark has never had children of his own and Avery has been in our life since she was born. I used to think people were exaggerating when they talked about grandchildren and the intense amount of pleasure they bring. I was wrong.
I sketched the picture of Mark some years back when his hair was longer. I have pondered and pondered putting any of my work on my site. It is like a huge deal because it's as though I am showing something so personal. I realize sharing pictures of your family and especially, my granddaughter is quite personal. But my art is somehow this deep part of me that doesn't seem real most of the time. I want to do more and I struggle with taking the time to do it. I have art supplies up the wazoo and I keep telling myself I will get back to them when the time is right.
I want to tell my bloggy friends that I want the time to be right and I want it to be now. I have been working on making changes this past month. I have not been working 10-12 hours a day. I have been taking more time to relax and perhaps this is what is I am preparing to do...get back into something creative.
Being a recovering workaholic is challenging. I must talk to myself a lot about the fact that everything will be fine and working crazy hours doesn't necessarily make things better. For those of you that can relate it is probably some type of pride thing mixed in with an identity deal.
I feel better now that I have this out in open. I want to do my art. It doesn't matter how good or how much, but I need to have this outlet again. Thank you for indulging me with this post.