Aug 3, 2022, Wed — Crazy night last night. Insomnia, must sleep on it again. For my zero readers, I’m referring to the blog from yesterday, and the painting, Champagne Beach. I was sleeping on whether or not it was finished. Particularly, whether or not I’d gotten the sky right.
Well, I didn’t fall asleep till almost 4 AM I was so keyed up after talking to V. L. for 90 minutes, starting at 9:30PM. Why I have not learned that it is hazardous to my health to talk to guys late at night is beyond me. I overwhelmingly tend to have insomnia following such conversations. Course this conversation was “extra” in that we were talking about Jay. And anyone who knows the significance of tomorrow’s date, Aug 4, knows there was a secondary reason to be keyed up. V wanted to know all about him. I was utterly manic telling him all about Jay and the chicken and the azalea bush. OMG.
I woke up at 8:30 which threw my whole day off. I canceled PT and didn’t even get to the studio. So I still don’t know the final outcome for Champagne Beach. Tomorrow will be the sky check. Probably the paint will be so dry, it has decided for me. This is one trouble with heat like this. It is so unforgiving if you miss a day in the studio.
Fortunately, I’m not too worried. The more I look at the photo, the more I think I might have nailed it. I’m not feeling a big anxiety.
Wait, repeat: Insomnia, must sleep on it again. (We are not just insomniacs on this bus…)
So what did I do today? I ended up in a brutally productive day anyway. I got the new paintings onto my website, including writing their stories, not a small process. Got the newsletter written and perfected and scheduled for tomorrow morning. Made 3 social media posts, one on the magazine article (yesterday), and today 2 regarding my Redding solo show reception Friday night. Add the constant tending of same. Plus numerous texts with others. I also got the painting shipped out with all the paperwork to the buyer of Sunset Oak. And I got my hair cut. Now I’m writing my blog.
Am I living right out of The Circle by Dave Eggers?
Legitimate question. I think about that a lot. And it’s a little weird. And frankly it has to resolve eventually. Because, (pardon me ahem, Insomnia, must sleep on it again), it’s too much and it’s too constant. All the other things I do besides actually painting constitute a full time job. But I have to paint, too, it’s the most important thing. It’s what I like so much. It’s why I burn the candle at both ends so I can keep doing it.
Here’s a fantasy. My bestie K.C. has a friend who’s husband just sold his company for $64M. Now, wouldn’t that be nice if they decided to be patrons of the arts and chose one artist to help out, subsidize her lodging, pay for her two assistants so badly needed. Pay for publicity. Pay for supplies. Perhaps a beautiful studio fitting of the artist. Wouldn’t that be satisfying if you were that person? I would love to have that much money and be able to give an insignificant amount of money away, providing such a significant impact. A couple years of that, I don’t think I’d even need subsidy anymore. I think I’d be launched and self-sustaining, able to afford my own assistants.
Maybe on that fantasy, I’ll fall fast asleep here in a few minutes. In the meantime, please buy something from me. Haha. Seriously! Here’s the link to my originals. And here’s the link to my newsletter.