And So I Show Up.

{ New art! © janavellana, 2015, done in honour of Mary Blair }

I haven’t blogged in forever. The longer I stay away, the harder it is to come back. You know how it is. It feels like too little, too late. But the truth is, it’s never too little, and as long as we are still alive, it’s never too late either. I had almost forgotten this truth…

Eyeball deep in the elementary school classroom again, the conversation I've been having with myself lately is, "How much do you want this?" And by this I mean, this art life. And the answer I keep coming to is that there is no wanting or not wanting. I simply am. An artist, a creative, a mess maker.

And while the all consuming day job is testing my mettle, the bigger test comes during those quiet moments, when I can either choose to press through Resistance (Steven Pressfield), or simply give up the making for another hour which slides into a day or two, which easily becomes weeks and a then a life.

{ New art! © janavellana, 2015, done in honour of Mary Blair }

Where does one measly sketch in the middle of the day really get me? Sometimes it just gets me discouraged. But more often, it gets me one sketch closer to the day that I make art everyday for my living. One at a time. I may not be the best artist I can be yet, nor the most prolific or business savvy.

But I can choose to be tenacious. And so I show up. One sketch, one painting, one illustration at a time.

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[hastypearl]

Yes. To All of it...Yes! ;) Laura