It’s been crazy, my eyes are tired but I think I’m done with the lettering.
I finished the layout earlier and somehow it didn’t save. I kept making all these mistakes. I needed to change the book size because the images didn’t look right. Back and forth and back and forth and now I’m done. Now it’s time to relax and refresh my eyes for the next phase of editing.
Color scheme is almost figured out. I’ve got two weeks to make the deadline. Will I make it? Should I make it?
I don’t know, I’m taking my time.
Letting all those ideas and words work out fine.
This live your story poem is good.
Breeze, you tell me I got the skills, the talent…yeah its understood.
I am a writer
With you lizard brain I am a fighter.
Ha this whole Muhammad Ali rhyming thing is so cool! People are lovin’ my live your love story poem. Some are already waiting for the book to come out. Good things are happening….there’s no impossibilities.
I do love Paul McCartney’s new song. The biggest lesson I learned this year is who cares.
I love my letters. I love my drawings. I enjoy my art. Sure I need to go back to hand lettering. I love color. I should keep mixing. Isn’t that the point. I could be in this place of curiosity and explore!
Or I could doubt. Why would I ever do that. I have lots more projects to paint.
I want to take the last days to reflect on my art. There have been many MANY lessons that I’ve learned. Yet it seems I haven’t learned enough. I’ll never forget the terrible day I deleted my finished book, TWICE.
Perseverance is a big one. Even when you know its bad you keep going. How else are you going to practice.
Sure there’s this side of not giving up. But don’t you have to know when to say,”Look, this ship has sailed and sunk. It’s time to move on and figure out a new way. ” Perseverance is also showing up… even after the 100th time you paint a poem.
You paint and you paint the same design. Each time you get better. It seems like you’re headed nowhere and then… right before your eyes…the color and idea are so close to what you see in your mind. You keep painting because its an idea that you want to share. Along the way there’s this voice that says sure its all been wrong but keep going.