My daily routine goes something like this: The morning comes and the birds begin chirping - as it's been lately- they begin cackling at 4:30a.m. I get out of bed, stumble around trying to get the sleep out of my eyes. Grab a glass of water, and eat a banana then climb back into bed for another couple of hours if possible. When I wake on my own powers, I then eat breakfast, have a cup of coffee, and begin reading meditation books to get pure thoughts into my head for the day.
Next, I put on a Buddhist monk, and do "bed biking" for exercise. Once the brain has gotten sufficiently fed with nourishing thoughts as well as blood flow, I get dressed and begin whatever learning is meant to happen. I look up other artists, study their works for pointers or read, or go to my therapist, or to a group at the library to draw from another artist's classes.
I stop in town for lunch and fresh air. I walk the town in search of subjects to paint. I have camera in hand for that glimpse of life to arrive.
I then go home and begin the routine of getting out all my equipment and setting everything in the order I prefer: paint and thinner to my left, canvas directly in front of me and a rag or paper towels to my right. Then I sit down and begin with a prayer... God help me. Energy fills my body and I begin painting.
Yellow first goes flying over the surface, followed by orange, red, green , blue and violet. They all came out to play...they did their dance, related joyfully with one another. Satisfied- I pack up and call it a day- even though I still have many miles to go before bed.
Until next time,
The Happy Painter,
Jill
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