Just feel like chatting

This is me at three years old, on a picnic table in Clearwater Florida.

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It is not always by plugging away at a difficulty and sticking to it that one overcomes it; often it is by working on the one next to it. Some things and some people have to be approached obliquely, at an angle.
Andre Gide (1869 - 1951)

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Hi there, how ya doing?

Me...well, I am a little scattered. Inside my head I have many levels of work going on. Most of the time it feels fine to be doing that, thinking on multiple levels at once. Today is not one of those days. I don't have racing thoughts or anything, just a gentle pressure at the base of my skull...I'm thinking to myself, what the hell is that?

"It's not a tumor."

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I get up every morning determined to both change the world and to have one hell of a good time. Sometimes, this makes planning the day difficult.
E. B. White (1899 - 1985)

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I need to write something. I have come to learn, this blog...it can sometimes be a lifeline. Just knocking on the door and saying Hey! I'm out here...can you hear me now?

The artwork seems to be slowing down. I really do work myself into apathetic corners and sleepless nights. It's not manic, I just seem to have more than my head can hold, and it makes it hard to not get it down, up and out.

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It was a bright cold day in April and the clocks were striking thirteen.
George Orwell (1903 - 1950)
Source: 1984, 1948, opening line

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To be honest this whole really cold weather thing...it's getting me down. I've never lived this cold in winter, not as an adult anyway, I'm more of a Pacific or Atlantic breezeway kinda gal. I saw the Ohio river the other day for the first time, I can't tell you how wonderful it was just to see a large body of water again! I may be a little homesick for the coast right now. (just this much). OK, so this is my second winter season here in the bluegrass and my bones don't like it. I hurt from tip top to the bottom. How can a persons scalp ache, I don't know but I have it, a terrible scalp ache. Every bone sings it's own song when you have arthritis, and I am creaking and popping over here like an old wood stove, except I can't seem to get warm.

Ever.

I am right now wearing two pairs of pants, three shirts, a sweatshirt, and thick wool socks...oh and my thermal jesters cap, and a scarf and shoes too. Is this sounding crazy enough yet?

Just checking.

I don't like the cold, nope not at all.

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A pat on the back is only a few vertebrae removed from a kick in the pants, but is miles ahead in results.
Ella Wilcox (1850 - 1919)

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I keep thinking I'm going to adjust to the new environment,

but no such luck so far.

I have started (with Mate Mans Help) to write a farking g*d damned cold song. I think it could be a hit maker in the works. Oh, no there goes the potty mouth.

Were in for it now.

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The community stagnates without the impulse of the individual. The impulse dies away without the sympathy of the community.
William James (1842 - 1910)

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I better get back to the easel. I really want to finish this new large work, if I can just talk my body into a think warm thoughts mindset, it'll be all good.

Take care and send warm thoughts my way!

Heather

http://www.badkittyartstudio.com/