My husband, Garrett, and I have been in Naples for nine days and it wasn’t until yesterday that I began to paint. I always wonder at my resistance to something which is so satisfactory once I’m in the flow. I experience a push/pull reaction to commiting myself to a new canvas. I know this means setting aside other projects which are important to me. Yes, I know all about time management and multi-tasking, but I can’t approach the process of creating a work of art in the way I can approach writing, reading, social networking, cleaning house, preparing dinner, doing laundry, etc., etc., etc..
I know many artists who have acknowledged their talent and have built their lives around their “gift.” Each day, they honor their
creative process by making it their #1 priority. There is no questioning, no resistance, no uncertainty.
I, on the other hand, became an “artist” late in life after a satisfying career in which I was creative, but certainly didn’t consider myself an artist. Most of the activities in which I was involved were easy to get into and out of without too much extraneous thought.
It wasn’t necessary to set up an easel, choose a canvas, get out the paints, brushes, palette knives, mediums, etc., etc., etc..
Getting ready to paint, in and of itself, requires intent and desire. But, what if I just don’t “have it” that day? Does this mean I’ll never choose to enter the process? No, because once I begin the process, I am soon in the “flow” and wouldn’t want to be doing anything else.
But, I still procrastinate. Even as I write in this journal, I procrastinate.

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