A Mixed Dozen

I. I am hoping that this is my last October in this headspace. That’s the hope. *Fingers crossed*

II. Meanwhile, the weekend got much, much better. The girls next door had me over and we talked until the wee hours. It was delightful. Sunday was for puttering and working and being extremely gentle with myself and so was Monday. Yesterday was for filming and editing and laundry and yet more puttering.

III. This got finished for A Year Of Mary

IV. This got finished for New Moon

V. I finished figuring out who teaches in what month in BOD2022, so I’m getting there with putting that together so it can open for registration on November 15th. Moonshine 2022 is also almost ready.

VI. I put this together for next weekend.

Friday, Saturday and Sunday live on Zoom with forever access to the replays after. It’s going to be amazing. Here’s a video promo:

I don’t think I’ve ever actually made one of those before! It was super fun!

VII. Stuff going on with the family that I can’t talk about but whoa. The worries. I am aging exponentially as we speak, yo.

VIII. I am ok, though. Everything is moving in the direction it should be. I’m hanging in there.

IX. I’m here today because I didn’t want that last post to sit here as the first thing on the page for any longer. After I wrote it, I pulled the six of swords and that was a good nudge in the direction of “Okay, missy. Time to move on.”

X. Insert many thoughts here about how much easier it would be to move on if I knew what I was moving towards and how tired I am of the pandemic and how much I wish I had someone who was adept at navigating life to take me by the hand and help me figure out *waves at all of this*. But also thoughts about how at least pottery is awesome and how well work is going and how much I love my people. So, yanno. It’s a mixed dozen around here as usual. Heh. :)

 

 

Crackling Good Weekend

I. I spent all of Saturday making perogies with Lee. I haven’t done perogies in AGES so it was super fun to dust off my inner domestic goddess and do the thing I used to love to do. There was music and wine, laughter and hip wiggling, and eventually, dinner, which Lee put together for us since after making two huge pans of perogies (a bacon laden batch and a vegetarian batch), I was spent.

II. He went home at ten and I finished my night with the news and then an audiobook. I slept like a baby.

III. Yesterday was spent putting some final touches on things for month-end, and once that was done, I put on some outside clothes and headed over to a dinner party hosted in a new friend’s backyard. I put my offering of perogies on the table and then set myself down by the fire to tend it. Wherever there’s a fire going, there you will find me. It’s in my DNA to be a firekeeper, I think.

IV. It was the perfect evening. Smart people thrill me and everyone there was smart as whips. The conversation was far-ranging and intimate. Everyone had something in common so there was a lot of vibing and resonance and plans made for future gatherings. There was gentle ribbing, banter, and puns that made me exclaim I HAVE FOUND MY PEOPLE.

I’m so glad I moved here.

V. My perogies were a hit, which always pleases me. Our hosts are also fab cooks so every morsel we ate for dinner was fantastic.

VI. The mosquitos came out around eight p.m. so we all cleared out and I headed home to spent a few hours solo, which was much needed because I’ve been a social butterfly lately!

VII. Tonight, I’m heading off to pottery class where I will learn about trimming and turning!

VIII. There’s a giveaway on the blog. Click here to get in on it!

IX. I didn’t make my thirty posts in thirty days but I feel like the blogging habit has taken hold once again and I’m hoping to keep it up this time.

X. Thanks, as ever, for hanging out with me.

I am a delicate, feminine flower.

Hokay, playing catch up. This is post 13/30 for my blogalongathingy.

I. I wish there were a better way to generate monthly income than Patreon. I love my patrons, but I don’t love the interface etc.
I’m pondering on this.

II. This was lunch today. I know how to love my belly, don’t I?

III. I took delivery on a 52 piece sketching set so I can get into my beginner’s drawing course and I am very stoked about it.

IV. This is what today has looked like so far.

Refreshing my purple! P.S. I’m not naked. I’m wearing a tube dress.

V. Also this.

Art Philosophy by Prima Metallic Accent Watercolors on black gesso because YUM.

VI. Lee is coming over for a late BSG sesh and I am looking forward to it. I will kick him out around 1 a.m. because I am already starting to feel month-end bearing down on me like a motherfucker.

VII. I have pear and elderflower flavoured Absolut vodka chilling because I am in the mood for a grown-up cocktail. I will add a dash of bitters and a splash of soda water and sip it elegantly like the delicate feminine purple-haired flower that I am.

I will do that while wearing pink and black leopard print pajamas because I ooze class!

VIII. Tomorrow, I’m having drinks with friends. Friday, I’m going to reserve for a micro-dosed viewing of Merlin: The Apprentice & Merlin: The Return. This mini-series featuring Sam O’Neill is *charming* and makes me happy. I might also bring my sketchbook to the divan so I can doodle and mark make while I watch.

IX. I have an early celebration of my birth on September 18th, since that’s the only day my friends can make it happen. There will be a hot tub and other shenanigans. I am very excite!

X. GET IN ON THE FREE TASTER FOR LIFE BOOK! I’m doing a Journal Jam + a palette play page and you do not want to miss it!

Click to see these images full-sized and also so you can boop Sybil (featured 2nd row, 1st photo and also in her expressionistic form in the  last two photos) on the nose.

I Think I’m Out Of The Woods

I. I skipped posting yesterday because I was eyeballs deep in finishing up a thing that was due for the Life Book 2022 Taster Sessions. It’s all done now and I can take today to breathe and recenter before diving into everything else that needs to be done between now and the end of September.

Y’all, I had so much fun creating this even though I was feeling the time crunch. The first spread was done during a Journal Jam demonstration. The second spread was done on the “palette page” that got created during the Jam. I am so pleased with both.

II. It was a fun Saturday night. Lee messaged at around 2 to ask “What are you doing tonight?” to which I replied “WATCHING BSG WITH YOU!”

He headed straight over with subs for us for dinner and though we were both full of the tireds and the yawns, we sat up ’till just after midnight watching the last few episodes in Season Two of Battlestar Gallactica. SO GOOD.

These dogs just absolutely love him. At one point he had all three of the furbabes *on his person*. Whenever he comes over, that’s it. I don’t exist anymore. It’s all about Lee.

III. I got up this morning and while I was making coffee, I somehow knocked a wine glass off the counter directly onto my foot. It broke as it landed and nicked me, so the day started out with broken glass, blood, and bandaids. Nooooooooooo! BEFORE COFFEE EVEN!

Oh well. It’s all cleaned up now. Onward.

IV. I have to clean my kitchen today, but other than that, I’m taking the day off to putter and parallel play with friends over Zoom. I’m hoping to have something to show for it so I can get one more post in for today. I also want to pop in on my bloggers and see what they’re up to at some point as well!

V. It’s muggy. I hate muggy.

VI. GG and I had coffee this morning and I’m happy to report that he’s doing really well. He finished training yesterday and starts in his official capacity today and he’s grateful and in good spirits, which means I’m also grateful and in good spirits.

VII. OH OH OH!!! I start pottery classes tomorrow. YES! I am so excited!!! It’s a four-week beginner’s workshop in throwing on the wheel, which has been on my bucket list since I was in junior high! I hope I don’t suck at it!

The studio I’m taking the classes in has COVID protocols in place, so I’m feeling safe-ish. If I like this four-week experience, I’ll sign up for the intermediate workshop and so on. This could lead to studio membership and a hobby that *isn’t work-related* and that thought just *thrills* me.

Wish me luck?! I’ll keep you posted.

VIII. I have political burnout. I watched the debates. I don’t trust anyone. I’m annoyed that an election was called – resentful about it. And I’m trying to muster up some fucks to give, but lo, my field of fucks is fallow.

Still. I’ll vote NDP because if you don’t vote, you can’t whine and I like whining.

IX. I still think about him every day. Maybe I always will. I dunno. But I’m not letting that stop me from doing everything I can to enjoy this one wild, precious life I’ve got. If I learned anything from him, it is that waiting around for the things you really want is no way to live. Spending your life wishing things were different is a crushing waste of time. If you want things to be different, make them different. Ovary up. Grab life by the balls. Do the things.

So I’m doing the things. It isn’t easy, but it feels healthy and I’m ready.

X. I didn’t know if I’d make it through this one. I really didn’t, but we’re a year out now and it appears I have found my way out of the woods. *Fingers crossed*. I’ll keep you posted.

Deflated vs. Empowered

I. I had a craving for KD (Gotta Be KD!) for lunch, so I had that and then immediately crawled into the blanket fort for a nap because CARB COMA. Does anyone else experience this? I slept so deeply that I had a wee case of sleep paralysis, which I find uber unsettling, but I shook it off, finally, got up, had a much later than usual for me cup of coffee, and here I am. Carbs *exhaust* me. I wonder what that’s about??

II. I thought it was Friday all morning so I did the usual Friday things (Journal52, a newsletter, etc) before realizing that it was actually Thursday. What the hell?

III. Finished up these two spreads today before the coma took me down:

I am so chuffed with both of them.

IV. I’m having some feelings about some classes I signed up for that claimed “NO DRAWING SKILLS REQUIRED”.

I was really excited about them, but then when I started to watch and the instructor was doing these beautiful initial sketches that *obviously require drawing skills*, I felt really disappointed.

These kinds of classes make me feel deflated AND ALSO they remind me that I want the people who take my classes to feel empowered. I want them to be amazed at what they’re capable of. I want them to feel really good about what they created.

Which was a really good reminder because every year around this time I start to struggle with comparey monsters about what I’m capable of producing vs. what other people are capable of producing and that’s just fucking nonsense.

I can teach a beginner. I can do it without leaving them feeling deflated. When I say “no drawing skills required” I really mean it. When I say “If I can do it, you can do it”, I proceed to prove it.

So, enough of the “not good enough” crap that this time of year tends to stir up in me, thank you very much.

V. The breeze coming in my window is absolutely autumnal and I am here for it.

VI. Headaches over the last few days, though. I think it’s weather related. I’m not here for that.

VII. Only one post behind in the blog-along now. Phew! I am alarmed by how fast this month is going, though. I really gotta get on the whole slaying of the list thing, but these headaches + today’s food coma are putting a dent in my motivation.

VIII. I’ll get all done. I always do.

IX. I got dishes done today and did a general tidy and there’s something about putting my place to rights that is incredibly soothing. I appreciate the self that knows that and drags me kicking and screaming into action. I bought one of those over the sink dish drainers and it has completely changed my life. Before, when I had a countertop drainer, my kitchen always felt cluttered unless I dried and put everything away. Now I can do them and drain them over the sink and the counters are clear. I love it.

I am “I love my dish drainer” years old, apparently. *laughs*

X. This thing is meant to be a makeup palette holder but I have repurposed it into a watercolor palette holder. These are my Prima palettes. I have eight of them, and no, I’m not an affiliate, but maybe I should be. *laughs*

The last palette in the holder is a tiny QoR travel palette. It’s swoon worthy, too.

And that’s today. I hope you’re well, my darling humans. I hope you find spaces that make you feel inspired and empowered.

I’m blogging every day (ish) in September and you’re welcome to join me. 

How Not To Take A Few Days Off

I. Evening one of my tiny little break from *waves at all of this* began with many hours of feeling totally at loose ends while watching true crime documentaries on YouTube. I made myself stay up late like I might if I was on vacation. Rolled myself into my blankets at around 2 a.m. but still woke up at 8 a.m.

Fine. 

II. Got up with every intention of doing nothing but ended up adding the edited instructional videos to the Journal Jam Weekend Workshop because I couldn’t figure out what else to do with myself.

It’s okay, though. I rather enjoyed it.

III. I just need to take some pictures of the completed new Journal Jam deck and the workshop is ready to be released into the world as as teacher supported self-guided experience. I’m so glad to have proven to myself that these weekend workshops are worth doing, both for my students and for myself.

IV. I had a nap and it was glorious. I even got REM sleep and remember a part of my dream where a friend tucked me in and kissed me on the forehead. Unbearable sweetness. Apparently some part of my subconscious loves me.

V. I’m planning another weekend workshop for the end of September called “Out Of The Shadows”. I want to work with the stuff that’s lurking in our murky bits, and make art as medicine for that stuff using silhouettes as traceables/masks to create rich mixed media art pieces.

Like this:

I’ll be announcing registration soon. If you’re into it, subscribe to my newsletter to get notified. 

VI. This made me laugh out loud:

Image of Baby Yoda that reads: When someone tells me they do their laundry and put it away in the same day. WITCHCRAFT.

VII. I have lost my house elf to full time employment, but I am handling everything okay myself. I am proud of that, but I’m not going to lie. I miss having the help. I may hire a new one as soon as I figure out what we’re doing with GG (a la moving him to London so I don’t have to hop in an Uber in the middle of the night with zero notice when he’s in crisis). He’s down with this plan, by the way, and loves the idea of Sunday dinners with mom resuming once more as well as access to the fur babes, who he thinks of as his pack. Rents for what he needs aren’t that bad here, but it is still something I’m going to have to crack open the bank of mom for, so I’ll hold off on the house elf until all of that is sorted out.

VIII. How in the sweet purple fuck am I almost 53? Where does the time go? What is even happening?

IX. I have wine and appetizers on a patio planned with a new (girl) friend tomorrow and I’m pretty excited about it. Who am I anymore?

X. I am going to try and do nothing for the rest of the day. Wish me luck!

I’m blogging every day (ish) in September and you’re welcome to join me.