OK…here’s something I deal with almost every day while in the throes of making my art…I always seem to want to be wherever I’m not. It’s almost like the thought of doing whatever it is I’m not doing sounds better than whatever it is that I am doing. Most days, it’s relatively easy to resist putting down whatever I’m doing and trotting off. Other days…well, today was one of those “other days”…I trotted off.

I spent two hours in the yard and wishing I was in the studio. Fair ’nuff…leave the yard, go to studio. But once in the studio, I figured there just has to be some computer work that needs doing. So, I did that…all the while thinking how nice it would be to be back in the studio…so…back I go…

Man, some days, it’s a vicious circle. Just thought of something…my cats are the same way.

Thing is…the work isn’t being difficult…it’s the brain…

So…which is it…am I putting it off out of fear, or am I prolonging the pleasure of making the art? Sometimes it feels like both at the same time.