Groundhog Day(s)
Sometimes my life feels like the same day over and over and over again--caught up in the trivia that piles up and needs attention, and struggling to get it out of the way so that I can turn my back on everything and get down here in the studio to work. It's the same old story, isn't it? And now I've run out of art to sell....
The grant application was finished and sent off, after all, and while I do not expect to get it, I feel quite a lot of satisfaction at having done it. Steve's help was invaluable. He showed me the method he has used in the past and it is very similar to methods I've used with working in groups, so the logic of the process was immediately clear and after that I was able to do the rough draft fairly quickly, sleep on it, then refine it and do the budget and timelines and documention. It was a very simple application as grant applications go, so it was a good one for my maiden voyage.
The doctor called in the middle of all of this to tell me that my tests were the picture of health. While this was great news, it begged the question of just what in the world is going on with me. It isn't all in my head because Steve and our friends have seen it happen. So maybe it was a virus of some sort. The doctor wants me to take some supplements which help convert carbs into energy more efficiently. If this is still going on in a few weeks I might schedule a stress test.
I had planned to visit my parents today, but they told me to stay put and get some painting done. Yes Mom, yes Dad! As it turned out Dad had funerals to go to and Mom came down with a cold and just wants to rest.
I had a pleasant surprise the other night when we were on our way to a local business association gathering. The owner of the other gallery in town had purchased the Angel Bunny at the charity auction, and it was in her shop. Steve said she puts it out on the doorstep to the gallery every day and takes it in at night. It was flattering as hell, and I was glad to know what happened to it. It was a lot of fun to make.
The grant application was finished and sent off, after all, and while I do not expect to get it, I feel quite a lot of satisfaction at having done it. Steve's help was invaluable. He showed me the method he has used in the past and it is very similar to methods I've used with working in groups, so the logic of the process was immediately clear and after that I was able to do the rough draft fairly quickly, sleep on it, then refine it and do the budget and timelines and documention. It was a very simple application as grant applications go, so it was a good one for my maiden voyage.
The doctor called in the middle of all of this to tell me that my tests were the picture of health. While this was great news, it begged the question of just what in the world is going on with me. It isn't all in my head because Steve and our friends have seen it happen. So maybe it was a virus of some sort. The doctor wants me to take some supplements which help convert carbs into energy more efficiently. If this is still going on in a few weeks I might schedule a stress test.
I had planned to visit my parents today, but they told me to stay put and get some painting done. Yes Mom, yes Dad! As it turned out Dad had funerals to go to and Mom came down with a cold and just wants to rest.
I had a pleasant surprise the other night when we were on our way to a local business association gathering. The owner of the other gallery in town had purchased the Angel Bunny at the charity auction, and it was in her shop. Steve said she puts it out on the doorstep to the gallery every day and takes it in at night. It was flattering as hell, and I was glad to know what happened to it. It was a lot of fun to make.
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