What Matters?

Since I purchased my first easel, I’ve had the words “What Matters?” written on them somewhere where I can see them right in front of my face. It’s to remind me of the obvious, but so much more… 

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Permission to Self

I’ve struggled for a long time, beating myself up for how I work. Some may say it’s very ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder) But, I’ve always considered myself more having OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder).

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The Great Distraction

I finished my sloppy rocks painting, which I’ve entitled Slop Rocks and now I’m working on the next.

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Dragging: Another Type of Epidemic

I’ve been dragging. Maybe it’s desert life? No. It’s being sick. I haven’t been well in a long time actually. I’ve been lost in a trade-off. The war on drugs vs misery.

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