I've been very introspective lately. Maybe it's because I'm getting older or because my parents are getting older. Maybe my baby getting her driver's permit did it. I don't know. It might even have been some forms I had to fill out. They always want to know what you do...what is your occupation? I haven't gotten a traditional paycheck in years. So what IS IT I do, I ask myself. The little blank is maybe two inches long and I do more than that but how can I express what I do? Mother, check. Wife, check. Friend, check. I'm tempted to put "artist" but never do...why is that I wonder. I've often heard that artists are moody so maybe I do qualify. But I put n/a....no answer. So I have no occupation but I stay busy. At the end of the day, I sometimes wonder what I accomplished. And I sometimes wonder how I arrived at where I am. So today I decided I'm taking the day off from my 'no occupation' life and just do art for me. My mood may explain the art.
The photo is of course me. I seem to be in deep thought even then. The quote is from an Oxford Impressions sheet called "School Days". The die cut scrolls are from Debbie's Die cuts. I put random amounts of the product 'Touch of Texture' on the die cuts and allowed them to dry. I added color with a chalk ink pad.
My day of art therapy turned things around. The M&Ms didn't hurt either.