2008 was a difficult year for me. I started the year with an easy job that I didn't really want to leave. But it didn't pay enough and I had no health insurance. I got in serious trouble when I needed medical care. I was unemployed for a time, and then I landed a high paying job that will eventually give me a heart attack. 2008 was a year spent mostly worrying. The good thing that came out of it is that I got so sick of worrying, I just stopped. I don't really worry anymore. It's too draining.
The bad thing that came out of all that stress is that my painting suffered. I didn't paint much last year, so my soul suffered. The ideas continue to flow, but I don't have much time. When I do have time, I'm tired. Painting makes me happy, and conversely, my best work comes out of joy.
I suppose this happens to all artists - I feel like quitting. The next couple of posts will focus on the act of painting, as I try to remind myself that the journey is more important than the destination.
I would love to hear from other artists? Do you ever feel like quitting?