I learn more each time.

I have this way about me that I feed off of my inner voice trying to talk me out of things. It mostly is a passive thing but some times I’m enraged by the self doubt. I cut bits of it away to see the problem and try to find solutions either on paper with paint and ink or writing it out. This painting was fighting me and then I spoke with Alec and it came to me.

The engine is parts, so paint it in parts.

I like how it is going now. I was tempted to destroy it and start something else but I’m stubborn.

Sometimes painting in the dark helps me see ways the light can’t show me.

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How do you manage screen time for yourself?

I see myself in the third person after being on my phone too long. Like the universe has given me a tv show about me, staring me and how I did nothing for an hour. 😂😂

Most of the time I’m reading articles and books on my phone or iPad and I still wish I was outside in a chair with a real physical book. It’s all just a balance in a lot of ways.

It’s like being on a boat and only seeing the ocean from a window. You watch the world from your phone while being in the world. I have the same problem with my camera. Being present can be difficult. All you can do is try to be present.

Sometimes it’s all that really matters to me.

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When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?

My first cold living with a roommate hit me like a bullet. Not a soul really cared if I was ok. I had to pick myself up and drive to the store and buy medicine. This is twenty years before the pandemic but it felt like I was done for. I must of had a 103 fever and crawled out of bed into clothes. By the time I got out of the car I was covered in swet. To this day I think about that feeling.

I knew I was in full adult and I kind of hated it but knew I couldn’t go back.

It all worked out but a big wake up call.