Thursday, December 22, 2016

The art of getting by

Just like that we went from two to three. I knew that with both our families far away we'd have little help and that my arting days would be brief, if any for a year or more. Despite my correct assumptions, I still I didn't actually know what its like to have a baby until I had one. And maybe a different mom would find a way to art, in my case, this baby doesn't leave my arms. What I manage now is a brief wild sketch with her watching me from my lap, with a random marker & a random notebook. Sometimes a sketch while she's asleep. These magic moments with her are art in of themselves. While my brain still paints, my arms are waiting for a later moment in life, busy holding a child. Meanwhile, I'm still dreaming

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