I confess I have been quite distracted and unproductive lately. I don't know if it's due to summer, pregnancy brain (we just found out we're having a girl), or what, but I vow this week to get back track. I've done pretty well so far and, I must say, I feel better when I'm productive.

When I was a little girl my Memaw gave me a tiny brass vase. I didn't really think about or notice it much growing up, however it is in my mental snapshots of every place I've ever lived- from my childhood bookcase, to teenage dresser, to college dorm desk, to my current spare room studio.  It's held a wide array of flowers from remnants of bouquets to weeds that I thought were pretty. It makes me happy. I know it's just a vase, but I like that it's been with me so long. I like the millions of different colors I see in it. And I love who gave it to me.

Recently my little vase has found its way into my art. I have wondered if I should polish it, but I like that if you look closely there are millions of fingerprints on it. I wonder if I would see all the reds, greens, and lavenders in it if I cleaned it up. So, I think for now I like it just the way it is. My sturdy, loyal, little vase. 

Big news and why I've been a flakey blogger lately

Maternity stamp I carved

Wow, I've been REALLY scattered lately. So, it's been a little while since my last post. However, there's good reason for that- I'm pregnant! I read the other day that studies have shown that women's brain cells volume actually decreases during pregnancy then returns to normal in the months after birth. So, pregnancy brain is a real thing! I have an excuse! Still, I will try to be better, I promise.

Mother's day flowers from
my sweet hubby :)

In addition to just feeling scattered, I truly have been crazy busy lately. It's annoying and it's gotta stop. I can't remember the last time I had a day in my studio when there wasn't at least one other thing I needed to do or place I needed to be. Today, though, I'm taking (ie. stealing) the time to paint. I find that when I do that, everything else seems to fall into place. However, then I get busy and I seem to forget this truth and neglect my artwork (my career, my soul!) for too long and I end up feeling non-productive and depleted.

So, adieu for now. I'm off to paint and feed my soul.