Working in the Studio

No one is an island

Here is a shout out to my husband. He doesn't see me very often during a regular work week. I go to my day job as an art director, come home, and eat dinner. From there it can go one of two ways:  I go down to the studio working until late at night, then end up going to bed after he is already asleep OR I'm so exhausted from work, then I just go to bed and hope for a better day in the morrow.

Without him, the every day tasks of life would overtake me.

I Have Two Lives

Doe running in a field in Bailey's Harbor on the corner of County E and Red Cherry Roads.
It had stopped to stare at me in my car, then ran toward the buck in the trees.

From each life I am running. One I am running to while the other I am running from. It seems as if both feet can't be solidly touching the ground at the same time. That voice I had in my head is returning, "You don't have much time.  Do now if you want to do it at all." No more waiting.