Well friends, its been awhile! I can assure my lack of presence on the blog does not mean I haven't been working! I put in two more days painting at the yoga studio but most of my time the past days (weeks?) has been spent in school. Avon Middle School that is, working...

Day Eight:

Believe it or not (but you probably will) painting can be uneventful, such as day eight. I showed up, I painted, it rained, I left.

Day Nine:

Sometimes painting can bring you a few peaceful hours to relax and create. Day nine wasn't quite that nice. Before pain...

 Day Seven:

Day Seven came after a frustratingly long break due to a very fickle and irritating matter: Indiana's weather. It snowed, it rained, it was warm the one day I was out of town, so finally the weather is beginning to get a grip. I was not without work over my...

 Day Six:

After a few days coming up a little short on the productive scale, the universe was set on keeping my pace slow. And so came the sickness. Immediately after day five of painting I was wiped out. After a self diagnosis of the flu I thought I should probably see...

Day Five:

I was ready and excited for day five of painting. Due to day four's freezing weather, I chose not to accept the 65 degrees my iPhone told me it was outside, so I was bundled up, hat, scarf, gloves, layered, and ready to paint outdoors. As soon as I stepped out...

Day Four:

What a day. I woke up eager to get painting after a short rest to care for my sore body, checked the weather as I obsessively do every morning before lifting my head from the pillow (along with every other app I check on my phone like the basic millennial I am...

 Day 1,2,3 aftermath:

Being an artist is a soul fulfilling job. I wake up excited to create (most days), I work hard and feel the greatest happiness looking at the image I've grown and molded from a blank surface. Seeing your work turn out beautifully is the best. But...

 Day Three:

Today when I woke up I realized how excited I am to get dressed and go to work. I realized how easy it was too. My fiance can attest to this, it takes me an hour to pick out an outfit any time we have to go somewhere and look presentable. An HOUR. Today I we...

 Day Two:

Today started out on a fun note when I saw my horoscope (I always read them in the newspaper!) began with "You're an artist." That sure sets a good mood for a morning of painting.

With my Caramel Latte from The Beehive in Danville (seriously guys check this pla...

What they don't teach you in art school is how to network while being a common introverted creative type. Through my dislike of interacting with people to sell myself, essentially, I've made some great connections. It's funny how it happens right before your eyes. I've...