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Paralyzed From the Brain Down - April 3, 2020

To say the past weeks have been weird is an understatement. I have been trying to work from home, but it's difficult. What's worse is that I'm home more, but am completely unable to paint! I'm paralyzed and I can't figure out what's wrong. My husband says all psychological problems are inherently fixable if you can articulate what the problem is. So when I can't articulate it, I feel worse, like it's only ME standing in the way of feeling better. If only I were smarter.
One fun thing is that my siblings and I are all talking more online. Yesterday we had the best conversation because one never-available-when-we-group-call sibling actually took part! Unfortunately, they also got mad when I took a (lot) screenshots. I touched up one of the screenshots to show how they should really feel about me. 

I'm thinking of downloading some filters for my next meeting at work and looking like the potato lady I can't stop laughing at this picture. 

And laugh…

Just Working On the...


How I Spent My One Day of Vacation

The good news is that I've finished drawing up the patterns for all 26 letters plus 3 alternate letters of the alphabet (I have two versions of W, X and Y). I'm working on getting a sample folded of each letter. Then I need to take pics of all of them and write them up.

Whew! This tutorial business is time-consuming.

I took a few days of vacation and ended up having the kids for three days of it. Today I had off and I rearranged my kitchen, cleaned up my new pantry shelves in the garage and went grocery shopping. The house is a complete wreck and my husband relaxed all evening while I was out with the 4-year old. He didn't clean up a thing. How can he get any rest with the house a disaster?

Tomorrow, I'm going out of town to the temple. Even though it will be six hours out of my day, it's been a few months since I've been able to go and I'm hoping for a spiritual rejuvenation. Here's wishing me luck!

All in a Name

Has anyone ever had a problem with being called an artist? I went to BYU after graduating high school. I loved art, but I've always had a big problem with the word/title 'artist.' It really has a lot of mental baggage and stereotypes associated with it. You know, black-clad, beret-wearing, clove-smoking (well, not at the Y), Neitzche-quoting pretentious, artificial people. Yes, I know that that is not what artists really are, but that is the image stuck in my head.

And I cannot get rid of it no matter what! I changed my major five times (psychology, early childhood education, graphic design, psychology and then art) before allowing myself to choose art as a degree. The whole time I was gaining my education (from absolutely normal, wonderful, well-educated and fascinating teachers/professors) I I was never comfortable with the artist stereotype. I wasn't comfortable in my own skin. I can imagine. I can design. I can create. I can craft. I can make. I cannot call myself …

Happy Dance

Well, I did it. I listed my tutorial in my etsy shop.

And it sold.

I am going to buy a bouquet of flowers for myself tomorrow night. Because that's what you do with your first sale.

Small Glitch

Last night I stayed up late to finish up the tutorial. It looks great! I'm so happy with how it turned out. Wow. I've been agonizing over this for more than a year, but I *did* complete it by Jan 31st (just one year late!).

When I tried converting the file to a .pdf last night, the conversion messed up the fonts so the pages were all off. I will work on that part today and hopefully will get it listed in the shop tonight.

I'm so relieved.