Slowly but surely I may be getting back on track. It's about time! I feel like I have been adrift for the past several months - there was the preparation for the move when everything oil could not be used for three months before leaving, then there was the move and then we had to build the studio in the barn, then it was too cold in there to stay more than an hour; but now, it feels like my studio and so the drifting is hopefully over.
The funny thing is that if I cannot paint, I do not seem to be able to do anything else either. However, when I can paint, I don't really have time for anything else. Anything and everything else has to be done as quickly and efficiently as possible so that I can get back to the canvas. When I am not painting, I feel like I am missing out on something and that I am being neglectful (of what?!). Oh! the guilt! Anyway, all that is over now, thank goodness. All I have to do now is get myself in the studio before I do anything else and that's the catch. As I write this I can see how silly it all sounds but it is a real and complicated set of contradictions: I want to go and paint but I struggle to get myself into the studio; while I am not in the studio painting, I feel like I'm missing out and that I need to be in there; and that is when all the other, unrelated things have to be done. I feel like such a wimp! Everything is easier than painting but nothing is as fabulous. There is no other adventure like it.
Yes, I'm back in the groove and first thing tomorrow mid-morning, I will go straight to the studio and get on with it.