EDM #133 Draw a peach (or two)

This exercise was a stretch for me since I started with watercolors first - instead of my usual manner of drawing with pencil, lining over the pencil, and then adding the watercolors. This often results in me feeling like I'm a grown-up doing a coloring book! Hence, the need to stretch my abilities.

While I was doing this, the phone kept ringing, other commitments kept "calling", and a man stopped by to give me an estimate on replacing the roof on the house. I think the clutter in my life is reflected in this painting - but I wanted to post it anyway to remind myself (again) that everything doesn't have to be perfect. Intellectually, I know this. Now, I am waiting for my emotions to catch up.

Having said that, I do like the peach and soft violet colors together. About a year ago, I made a bracelet with these colors out of Swarovski crystal. Hmmmm.. that gives me an idea for future exercises: explore color and what combinations appeal to my eye.

"Hello Mindy"

Sometimes I just think too much. When I drew my water brush, I was wondering WHY I was drawing it. Then, I realized that's the point of Everyday Matters. I need to stop thinking so much and just enjoy the process, even when my results are less than perfect. I want the freedom to just create, enjoy, and learn.

I've decided that my art brings me joy, so why do I resist it at times?

hmmm, this makes me think of a 12 step program. "Hello. My name is Mindy and I'm a perfection-holic." "Hello, Mindy."

Sandwich Generation

As I wrap my brain around the fact that my mother really can't take care of herself, I'm facing the reality that she needs to live with us. I've seen this time coming for the last couple years and I watched my mother-in-law go through the same thing 4 years ago. I drew this picture of a sandwich since it's what I've heard my generation called - kids moving out of the home while parent(s) move in. The emotional side of me wants to run and hide, knowing this isn't going to be easy - but the rational part of my brain knows that she can't do this for herself - AND it's not fair to her neighbors to have to do *my job*. I love my mom and I want her to have the chance to live the winter of her life in dignity. Now, if she'll just accept that she can't do this for herself.....