I rushed today- collating research for a conference paper, making soup, baking a fish, writing emails, buying nappies for my friend's new baby, drinking coffee, drinking green tea, drinking Lapsong Souchong; drinking everything and anything to keep the seconds ticking while I planned a trip to Paris, thought about sitting down and read my daughter books and sent invitations to an artists event I am organizing. I was bred like this, through nature or nurture, through watching my mother or through my DNA programming; a large part of my being is doing. I split days into hours and minutes and seconds and check diaries, emails, blogs and bank accounts. The weather report can be accessed, along with the latest news and checking out cheap flights for a future holiday, while stirring a sauce and when I am at work I do not walk I run. My life partner is the complete opposite of this, thank goodness. I have the energy of a toddler, the buzz of a power station.
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i wish for days like this sometimes...having the end of the day to feel so accomplished and productive. best part of it would be to be free the next day!
p.s. i love the words you left me...thank you...
well, allowing yourself to be free...
Thanks Mien. I just read all your comments backwards. It's so lovely to hear from you. I do feel accomplished but sometimes too full of stuff and doing; like a little clock-work toy wound up to tight banging on a tiny red drum.I guess that's why I like, crave the laying farrow, relish the part of making art that forces me to drift.
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