Tuesday, November 15, 2016
As My Grandmother Used To Say
Another week. Another seven days of busting my tail and still feeling like I should have done more. My wedding paintings are coming along. I have shoes that I'm selling. I sent in a submission for a writing gig. I paint every day. I draw every day. I promote every day. I just don't feel like I'm getting closer to the top of the mountain. My organization is less than ideal. I refuse to give up. Every day I saddle up, crank up some tunes, and paint away. ever onward, ever upward. I wonder if Picasso ever felt this way.
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