Monday, April 30, 2012
We Think We Have Time...
I glibly talk about having 30 years left in my life to do whatever it is I want to do...and lately I've been lamenting that I still don't know what that is.
First, the 30 year thing ~ 30 years ago feels like yesterday. Thirty years from now will be here in a heartbeat. In other words, there's no time to waste.
Second, thinking that I don't know what I want to be when I grow up is bullshit. It's just my ego trying to second guess my heart and soul, which know that I'm an artist. That's what I'm doing with the rest of my life, that's what I'm being now that I've grown up.
So I'm going for it. All those art/craft things I've wanted to do for eons (printmaking, bookmaking, mixed media et al) are going to get done. I'm in the process this week of completely reorganizing my mixed media studio (AKA the front room worktable where I've done wet work), I have a stack of new art books in my shopping cart at Amazon just waiting for me to purchase, I'm contacting local artists who's work I love re: taking classes with them, and nothing's going to stop me any more.
There is no time to waste. I don't want to spend the rest of my life second guessing myself, and then regretting that I didn't do more when I could. Which is now.