D runs a painting class a couple of times a week and tonight I’m going to be a student. I’ve been preparing a canvas today as well as playing in my sketchbook ~ I am hoping the class might kick start me back into painting as it’s been a while since I’ve been near a canvas. I seem to have come up against something {resistance in some form or other} which means that the idea is there, but it’s not translating into tangible reality.

The other thing about the class is that it’s oil painting, and as I always work in acrylic and have never tried oils it will be an added challenge. Painting in oils is on my list of things I’d like to do this year {I was astonished and slightly alarmed to note I’ve done most of my list already and it’s only April ~ will have to think up some more! Or I could just practice Being instead of Doing… ANYWAY.} so I’m looking forward to seeing what that’s like.

read: The 12 Steps of Forgiveness by Paul Ferrini.  A.Mazing.
hear: my ipod. Man I am tiring of all my music. {also my clothes and food. This usually indicates a shift so I’ll go with it for now.}
see: art supplies; yes the studio is a mess again.
smell: oil paints {I seem to have gone into the future}
taste: chocolate. Too. Much. Chocolate.
touch: gesso. Gesso is the best.
think: Yay, it’s Nia tonight and art class straight after ~ perhaps one will influence the other. Also, none of this is very interesting and I am clearly procrastinating.
feel: battle between ‘not enoughness’ and ‘accepting/being grateful for what is’, like, ALL the time at the moment.

{via Bohemian Twilight}