Slow Saturday

I'm running behind and I just got up. It wasn't like I was up late last evening---I think after this past week my body just demanded more rest so here I am, 8:11 a.m. and trying to drink coffee, think, and post to the blog. I am not sure this is a good combination........
While feeling like yesterday was a total blow-off in the studio, it really wasn't. I got the first few coats of varnish on the Madonna piece and then spent much too much time on line looking for tidbits for the church banners. In fact, I had done it long enough that I got a headache from eye strain. So I gave it a rest for a while and tried to get a working sketch done, and then figure numbers for yardage, layout, etc. That's a pain in a much lower, nether region of the body. The headache was beginning to feel not so bad.
As I have bemoaned here before, it is becoming harder and harder to find moderately priced fabrics and trims that allows myself and the church I'm working for to be in a win-win situation. There was one piece of background fabric I thought would work for the Easter banners (remember---I'm stealing their fabric for the Christmas banners to speed things up.....I think!) and I will have to visit the page again today and see how it looks with clear eyes.
Plus I've been waking with low grade headaches each morning and it must be that the time of year has finally arrived for my heavy-duty allergies to set in. These are the ones that leave me sounding like Darth Vader on a GOOD day.......buy stock in the tissue companies now. This will last till about the beginning of October! HA!
I am always surprised when this hits---but it is the thing I have about ignoring the passing of time. I am so content to hole up in the studio or run out to take photos that I lose track of dates. What day, what month......what do you MEAN I'll be 50 in December????? Time passes and I am clueless. I don't know if it's a good or bad thing. I still shop in the junior department. (if I had kids, it would be a BAD thing.....I would mortify them!) I still listen to old school Punk and timeless Jazz. Love the Ramones and the Misfits; Dizzy and Louis Armstrong. Now there is a combination!!!
I have a theory that artists age differently, or at least LOOK at age differently. We cleave to what inspires us, enjoy what we enjoy whether it is the present mode du jour or not and occasionally have to surface for air to find out what year it is. I don't think it's a bad thing. I think it makes us what we are and adds to the deepness of our work. I think it is something to be treasured. And I think it keeps us young at heart, if not physically young. Artists don't care about the age of other artists, we really don't care about whether they dress in designer clothes (basically, we could care less if they're dressed at all--that's up to them and the law!), we don't care about their income bracket---as long as we know our friends have enough. And when they don't we gently step in and try to help.
I really LIKE being an artist! I like the people I meet, the churches that are brightened by my liturgical work, the Pastors wearing a stole I made (that one makes my heart swell, as that stole represents the yoke of Christ upon their shoulders----I can't describe this any better, but it trumps the banners!), the little works I give away, the wonderful people I meet.
This is a good life, and so what if I am a bit late and a little slow from the leg today. I get to meet with my friends here in the Bloggosphere, and all is good!
Have a wonderful day---enjoy every second of it......and go make art!

Pax.