Friday

[nightdog_barks]

Sunny, warm, humid. Didn't sleep much last night but this morning had another one of those long, detailed dreams, the only detail of which I can remember is that there was a young woman named "Garland." Mmmm-kay.

Must vacuum today and look at ficly stuff. And that's all I got.

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[nightdog-barks.livejournal.com]

... as long as I treat my art like something that will never make any money for me and must therefore take a back seat to everything else, that is precisely what will happen.

*nods*

I'd say that's a true statement.

[blackmare-9.livejournal.com]

I've just decided that one of my very first priorities has got to be finding a group of other artists to meet with for "open studio" time.

There's one that paints on Fridays, based out of the Edina Art Center, and I'm sure there are more. I just need to look. A little bit of structure and interaction goes a long way, for me.

I'm realizing that while I've physically moved, my brain is still largely stuck in an attitude borne of living in South Florida -- a sort of "Of course it sucks and I can't do anything about it" outlook that was pretty true where I came from (I know, 'cause I tried so hard for so long) but ... I did do something about it and now I have to give myself a chance.

It's really hard not to just give up and go get a nice, reliable day job -- shoving the art to the back burner -- before I've even tried or given it any time.

Tonight there's some kind of shindig at the Minnesota Center for Book Arts, and I am going. :-) Got to meet people, talk, see new art, drink a little wine. It'll be good for me.

ETA that I've just activated my business check card ... so that I can go a couple blocks over to the Robbin Gallery and join as a member. Thus plugging myself in to another network of artists.

ETA 2: and buy a nice dropcloth.