But it’s been slow around here. We both have things we need to do and none of it is very fun. It’s also been rainy and cold so there’s not a whole lot of incentive to explore.
Mostly, my day is get up, drink coffee, make breakfast, get Huppy out the door so he can go to his coffee shop, clean up the breakfast dishes and then I sit down in front of the computer and stare at a blank page, trying to will myself to draw. I know once I get started, I’m fine, but that first stroke is so damn daunting. ANYTHING will distract me. Like, right now, there is a fly the size of a Volkswagen flying around this apartment. It’s so loud, it’s drowning out my WWOZ. I can easily spend 20 minutes chasing the damn thing around with a fly swatter.
Then there’s the matter of taking a shower. There’s a time waster for you. And there’s sweeping and tidying up. Then I check the internet for news, check my email hoping somebody has sent me something to do that isn’t drawing the book because I’m still looking at a blank page and I got nothin’. Oh look, my fingernails need a trim.
Also, at some point during the day, I’m completely distracted by the baby next door. He’s about 8 or 9 months old and for about a half an hour nearly every day, his dad or uncle gets him into a giggle fit. It’s non-stop baby giggling for 30 solid minutes. It’s friggin’ ear candy.
Then, it just gets late in the day and I have to start thinking about dinner. Can’t start drawing then. Don’t want to get interrupted, don’t want to have to stop in mid-scene.
How do artists do it? I know I’ve finished six chapters, and I know I’ll finish this one. It’s just STARTING it that’s a pain in the butt.
Whatever, here is some cool graffiti. I always prefer the graffiti in other countries to the graffiti back home. It always seems more clever and since we’re in Zapatista land, it’s usually more revolutionary in tone.
And here is my favorite so far:
That’s what I’m talkin’ about.