Nesting dolls: stage 2
this is one of the projects i've been working on in the past few days.
besides this, i've been tackling the enormous pile of laundry we've got (did 4 bags worth today!) and working on some freelance projects, which have been loads of fun, but not really post-able just yet.
i've also been a bit sad for the past few days...
sometimes i question what on earth i'm doing trying to be an artist... i get very negative and doubtful and impatient.
i think it's connected to my always wanting to see ahead to a safe landing before jumping.
i feel like i'm in the longest ever free-fall.
i keep telling everyone that it's fun and terrifying at the same time, but that's not true at all... it seems to be EITHER fun OR terrifying, depending on what moment you ask.
today it's fun.
ask again tomorrow.
love,
sam
Labels: art, depression, diary, fear
posted by sam at
8:06 PM
4 Comments:
oh sam, i totally relate. it's a free fall but there's a giant, soft cushy hand at the bottom - you know whose hand it is :)
I can relate, too - I feel like I'm on a diving board a lot, recently, bouncing and sometimes being ready to jump and then realizing that I can't actually see the pool...you really have to trust yourself to be an artist, don't you? Sometimes that seems like an impossible task.
Thanks for the reminder on Artist's Way - my mom is a total convert - maybe I needed to hear it from someone else.
Pink light!
I think for the type of people that question everything (like you, and like me, and like a lot of other people), you're going to question anything you do. Even the most practical or obvious career will leave you wondering... and that's a good thing. Embrace being squishy, thoughtful & self-aware, the alternative is far more terrifying!
i think you must be right sarah... i've always been like this... maybe it's not something you *have* to grow out of.
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