Three o’clock tea. Writing about drawing while not drawing, maybe that’s the secret. It’s eighty-five outside and I’ve gone out to check the mail and that’s all. I’d trade places with anyone to sit in this chair for me. No takers, I break for tea and pineapple instead.
I’m giving this yearlong project a spin. Undoubtedly, I will fall and pick up again. Knowing this makes it easier. Still, I plan to show up to record a short photo and story of my day. You’re welcome to join me. I’d love it really. We can give each other high fives and geek out with a hashtag (#ayearofus), not because everyone is doing it, but because we’re doing it, together. Showing up every damn day to make this creative habit real.