Back on the Artist's Way
Today I forced myself back into the last two chapters of the Artists' Way, and I realised after my move I had the space to do some of the things the book suggested. I could make an artist's corner if I wanted to, but I am not sure if I will. My walks out in the downs count as feeding my artistic soul, so at least that is one thing after all the traumas and upheavals of leaving London.
I must admit that when I have walked through several fields and watched the sun rise above the hills, I find sitting down to work a lot easier. However, being saved from marching in the cold by my generous colleagues stopping to give me a lift also makes sitting down to work easier (and probably stops me freezing in my little walking boots).
I had this strange moment today when I seem to just give up on my other blog for a period. I think I am going through some sort of creative reinvention/transformation.
I am going through a phase.
I must admit that when I have walked through several fields and watched the sun rise above the hills, I find sitting down to work a lot easier. However, being saved from marching in the cold by my generous colleagues stopping to give me a lift also makes sitting down to work easier (and probably stops me freezing in my little walking boots).
I had this strange moment today when I seem to just give up on my other blog for a period. I think I am going through some sort of creative reinvention/transformation.
I am going through a phase.
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