Follow your bliss...: March 2013

Saturday, March 09, 2013

The first painting of Spring...

Here Comes the Sun, 2/17/2013, acrylic wash, monotype and rice paper on canvas, 20 x 20 inches

I'm leaning back to the yellows again...this painting makes me very happy every time I walk by it hanging on the study wall where I put new things to see if they work or not...and this one just pleases me in a happy way. The morning mist and hoar frost at sunrise this morning was what I had in mind when I puttered around on this canvas...

It's been a long winter, not so much weather-wise, it's been an easy one as far as Upstate New York winters go (it's not over until it's over up here in the higher elevations.) I've been up and down with FMS flare-ups and a miserable sinus infection that is being stubborn...just when I think it's done and gone, it's back again in all of its gross-oss-ity...this nonsense certainly doesn't make me prime for creativity, but I do keep at it in spite of everything.

I do have a few canvases in the works, another blue nocturne is lingering in that half-finished stage in which I'm not so enamored with it that there's nothing a good slather of color won't cure...just obliterate the darn thing and get it over with...maybe...just looking at it in this late afternoon light has made me almost change my mind...I'll just glare at it for another day and put paint and energy on something else instead...

SOLD!

I sold another one from my little Nocturne Forest series at Szozda Gallery during the last group exhibition...I'll have to frame up the other one for another day...

Me and Fibromyalgia...the good news is, it's not going to kill me.

I was finally diagnosed with Fibromyalgia in 2007 after years of being told my illness was all in my head. My Fibro is everyday fatigue with body aches, mostly tolerable, but when I have a flare-up, which can be triggered by stress, hormones, or being over tired from over-doing it, I get the full body pain, including chest pains (yes, these are scary, like an elephant standing on my chest.) Thankfully, it doesn't hurt to take a breath, but I feel breathless, I just do yoga and breathing exercises to stretch and breathe to ease through the worst of it, NSAIDs help to cut the pain, and naps are always a necessary thing when needed (but hard to do while at the day job!) It's a balancing act to manage, I take advantage of the good days, lay low on the bad ones, and very often, push through in spite of the bad days...some mornings I wish I could stay in bed, but I'm glad that I get up and about, very often 'the kinks' work themselves out. I refuse to take the recommended pharmaceutical band-aids on the market, I tried one once, and I don't like feeling like a zombie. I keep active with my creativity, I think that's the key to my overcoming this obstacle every day...and I have my Fred and our son, five cats, and one dog named Max.