“Instead of wondering when your next vacation is, maybe you should set up a life you don't need to escape from.”
― Seth Godin
I'm awake; I have been since 4 am. I didn't immediately get up but, instead, read a bit of my book on my Kindle app. (I've just started Ollie Ollerton's book, Break Point. There's clearly a theme right now, given that I've read all the other biographies of the team from SAS: Who Dares Wins save Jason Fox's book, Battle Scars.)
I've drunk nearly a pint of cranberry — my favourite drink — and have poured, but not yet drunk, my first cup of coffee.
And, surprisingly, despite the very early start, I feel pretty good — not the usual groggy state I often feel in having been up, or so it seems, half the bloody night.
Of course, work is up ahead but, right now, Art is on my mind.
No, I don't mean the Van Gogh variety — as if...! — but your very best work. You know, the sort of stuff where you don't have to try.
Perhaps it's too trite to say we're all artists, but we are. The trouble is, for vast swathes of us — me included — we never actually bury ourselves in one or even two things to know what it is (as if we've got a choice). As a slight segue, why is it that so many retired people take up painting? Because they enjoy it? Possibly, but why wait until you're retired, particularly if you've got the talent to sell your work?
Let's back up.
What is your Art?
Is it what you're now doing?
Is it what you'd like to be doing?( Collapse )