I wish I could. So tired today I could hardly get going. And the lethargy stuck, which it just seems to be doing this week.
This morning I decided to stop beating myself up about not getting to work right away... I've been procrastinating until about 2pm each day, feeling guilty, then working until about 10pm. With the summer light there's actually no reason I can't work until 10pm (not painting the last couple hours, of course). I'm naturally a night owl anyway so in the winter I have to fight against that or I'd get no painting done since it's dark (enough) by 4pm. At the moment that's about when I want to switch on.
So instead of guilt ridden mornings and then no evening for the "fun" things I want to do (mainly sewing at the moment) instead I decided to let myself fall into a more instinctive rhythm for the rest of the summer. Switch around the day.
So I sewed, made food, went online, read a pile of stuff that's been waiting for weeks (newspapers, magazines, art brochures, etc). Then at 3pm (okay a little late) I hit the studio and did a good start on the Gormleys painting, some studies for the 3rd large canvas, and sorted out my brand spanking new Etsy shop! (thecyclingartist.etsy.com - all of my timelady.etsy.com stuff will move into the newly branded store slowly over the summer)
If only I could paint in the dark life would be perfect.
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Yes, I *so* get what you mean. It is 10.17pm here and I'm thinking - hmm, I wish I could go out to my art room. But it is also early / mid winter and really really cold. Bed is boring, but warmer.
There are so many times I wish sleep wasn't required. I'd like to work my day job all day and then paint all night.
I'm the same with time - stay up late then get up late and don't do anything til the afternoon. I end up feeling guilty about that, but there's not necessarily anything wrong with it :)
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