Wrote a few lines of poetry today, but thoughts and frustrations over my day job have been taking up too much mental space. It's the block that won't go away as long as I need it to pay the bills. It's a relief when I manage to break through, but tonight won't be one of those nights.
Regarding the book The Artist's Way, I did not realize going in that it was actually meant to be a 12-week course. So, I'm doing it. I'll finish up my first week with tomorrow's "morning pages" and then get out for a walk. When I'm done with it, I'll do a write-up here about my experience, but I doubt I'll be able to keep from mentioning it on nights like this when I just write for the sake of writing here.
I went to the library with my 4-year-old on Tuesday and left with a stack of books. The one I got for me was on 19th century impressionist painter Camille Pissarro. It contains pages of his sketches and full-color reproductions of his paintings. It's beautiful and I'm excited to do some Pissarro inspired watercolor sketches and possibly oil painting experiments in the near future.
I hope you're all well. Keep warm and be good to each other.
~Bacchus
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