365 dAys of aRt. DAY THIRTY-NINE.

the wine was romantic
even if i drank alone
even if it was from the bottle
i left it empty
just like me

Yesterday was the first day, in thirty-nine days, that I slipped up with canvas voice. I missed a posting. I didn't create anything -- not even a drawing. I didn't even gesso a blank canvas. And to all of our fans following us daily -- I sincerely apologize. In defense, I had a hard week. I work nights full-time at the hospital, and I'm a full-time student by day. By the end of the week my body was breaking out in hives from all of the stress I was putting myself through -- midterms and deadlines and being short staffed. By Saturday night, I had nothing left to give. And like today's posting, I felt empty. I felt that I had nothing to say, or worth saying for that matter -- and I felt that I lacked every form of creativity. It was a hard pill for me to swallow -- to feel fatigued with even my passion for art. In fact, the other day I noticed a random comment on our blog (canvasvoice.blogspot.com) that speaks to this. AIRNEAN wrote, "I love all the artwork you've been doing, I keep wanting to take time out too and do some but I just never seem to get around to it- I don't know how you do it!" I want to tell AIRNEAN about all the chaos and commitments in my life. And that I too, have trouble finding time to commit to my art. Although I read somewhere, at a coffee shop maybe, that THERE IS NO EXCUSE. IF YOU WANT IT, GO FOR IT. In this case AIRNEAN, start creating. But be gentle enough with yourself to forgive mistakes, slip-ups, and missed postings. :)
Today is a new day. The hives are gone. My body is rested. And creativity is flowing through my blood again -- welcome back canvas voice.