I know, I know… December gets a little crazy for pretty much everyone. I’m preaching to the choir… Myself, I’m anticipating at least one large project arriving mid-month, and my other work always seems to kick into high gear as well…
Then there is the traditional “ohmygodhowisChristmasonly3weeksaway” panic: card-making, cookie baking, present shopping, and general list-making… oh and the tree and lights… right…
I really wanted to make an Advent Calendar, but knew I had to set some limits. So this was a one-shot, no rough drafts, get-it-done and prepped-to-hit-publish sort of project! Which is why it ended up looking like a bingo card. My 2017 calendar is already on my to-do list for next year — only to start it in June!
I’ll be posting each day here and on Facebook, hope it brings some smiles to everyone!
I love brainstorming, I had it as a service on my business card for a while because it seems like clients appreciate my approach of putting all the ideas out there — even if you know it’s Bad, because I think you need something to throw away to truly appreciate what’s Good.
Some of my friends have been subjected to this approach when they ask my opinion about a decision… I can make a list of Best Case to Worst Case like no one else. I’m yet to figure out how to market this.
Anyway, I brainstormed my own list of creative projects to get done for the holidays… and managed to whittle it down to TWO, because lo and behold maybe I have finally figured out that 3 weeks in December fly by much faster than in any other month (except May, it seems like May goes by pretty quickly too)… and today I actually FINISHED one of them. There were no outtakes, no second tries, it just had to get done. And I might have even giggled to myself a few times.
Oh, what is the project? You’ll have to wait until Thursday to see…
I’m not good at practicing, which is an underlying reason that I never took up music or sports. (Sports may have been because I’m also not that competitive. Not a great asset to have in a team player.) I tend to be a “If at first you don’t succeed, give up for a few months and then try it again. Maybe.” sort of person. Art also fell into the “practice” category, and I never took to sketching, the idea of working the same thing over and over until I ended up with something that I liked… It just made me cranky. I could see in my brain how I wanted something to look, and when I couldn’t get it on paper immediately… I would stop.
This spring I decided I needed to practice practicing, if I ever wanted to start doing some sort of art again. I still got tangled up in this notion of “practice makes perfect.” I pictured asking myself “Is it perfect now? How about now? Is it perfect this time?” and my stress level kicked in a couple of extra notches. But I hauled out all the sketchbooks I’ve stashed over the years and had at it.
Today I heard myself (well, it was over chat, so technically I read it), anyway, saw myself type this:
Yup. Maybe, just Maybe, I finally understand what this practicing thing is all about.
dis·en·tan·gle disənˈtaNGɡ(ə)l/ verb
1. free (something or someone) from an entanglement; extricate.
2. remove knots or tangles from (wool, rope, or hair).
Last week I got myself hopelessly tangled up. Not with yarn (although that’s a mess, too) — but with my brain and heart. Waiting on test results for the Weary Dog wore me out. Premature speculation from the vet was pretty much the end of me. The final verdict is that he is dying… but not yet. Just like many of us. Antibiotics down the gullet for a few weeks, and a change in food, and fingers crossed he will be the spunky character we’re used to, careening awkwardly around the house. In the meantime, it took the better part of the weekend to disentangle the chaos.
Reminder to self: Stop, Drop, and Roll with it, baby.