We interrupt our regularly scheduled program . . .

Ahhhh. Bliss. The children are all finally back in school after Christmas break which was immediately followed by "snow" days. Don't get me wrong, I love my girls and love being with them--but we've had a whole lotta together time, and what I really want to do is work on my books. Specifically: my sketches for my picture book.

You can imagine my surprise when I settled into my chair on Monday morning with my pencils sharpened and latte warmed to read an email that went something like this . . . "what time can I come by today to pick up your donation for the Art for Heart charity art auction?" Whaaaaa??

I searched back through my emails, and not only had I committed to donate a painting to the auction but I had titled and stated the size of this non-existant phantom painting (which precluded me from doing what I normally do in situations like this--pull something off of my wall to donate).

I briefly had a flashback. Way back in the fall, I remembered thinking "Oh, I've got months to do something. And, it would be fun to do a painting from one of our Colorado photographs." So, I titled the painting something mountainy and said I'd have something ready the first week in January. This is a problem that I have. I commit to things that are distant in the future. The problem is that the future always seems to turn into the present.

I responded to the email with a plea for a couple of more days because of snow and "coldness" which seems to be THE excuse to use in Mississippi.

This is why today I went from this:

To this:

And, while it's definitely not one of the greatest things I've ever done, it was fun to get all loosey goosey with the paint for a while. Tomorrow, I'll go find a frame . . .

Peace,

sf