Today I had to take a stupid test to prove that I know how to teach. Biggest waste of my life. I spent 2 ½ hours locked up in a room hand writing 12 pages of garbage that has no meaning to me, plus I spent $125 taking this test. It has killed my creative juices. I have been trying for hours to bring myself to paint. I know I will feel better if I do…but getting there is a huge part of the battle. I entered four paintings in the art show and decided to throw prices on three of them. I really don’t want them to sell, but I am more curious if they will.

Do I create the art? Or does it create me? I really don’t care. I am just here to have a place that I can complain and celebrate the pains and joys of being an artist. I just do what I need to do to get through life…and to get through it happily and art makes me happy. I am preparing for an art show right now. I am not a fan of doing the things that typical artists are supposed to do, but it is exciting just the same. I have three paintings, none of which are mermaids. Go figure. I wish I would have had more than 3 days notice though.