In this crazy, buzzy world it’s been so easy to get anxious about TIME. The day is moving away from me, I didn’t get this done or that or that or that! How frickin’ mind boggling! The day would leave me gasping for breath, unfunctionable and drained.
I’m looking in my art journal right now and it’s full of designs, doodles to try on a larger scale, tiny pen marks that excite me and make me hungry to create. Now, in the past I would see this as something I need to do NOW. RIGHT NOW. LIKE NOW NOW.
But really, the more that I spend time MAKING WORK, the more TIME I realize it actually takes for each piece to make it the way I want it.
The more that I am starting to
CHILL THE FUCK OUT.
Like seriously. I thought I was a pretty chill laid back chic before, but that was only because it was when I was relaxed that I was even aware. I have NOT been relaxed in my life. I’ve been a HARD CORE, FINGER PICKING, STRESS FACE. And you know what, it’s not that great. I didn’t feel great about myself. I didn’t feel strong or magical or at peace. AT all. So I’m not gunna do it anymore.
What is the most loving thing I can do for myself.
Make some fuckin art.
Sunshine and Cerulean 
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