The Artist's Way - Week Seven

This week was all about "Recovering a Sense of Connection." As Julia Cameron says, connecting with your "personal angels." All the tasks had to do with remembering and acting on things you enjoy. So even though I had a bad work week, The Artist's Way pulled through for me.

At lunch one day, I created a collage with pictures torn from magazines. It brought back old memories, and made me realize how much I miss my subscriptions! Was there a theme to these images? Well, of course: Water! I'm not at all surprised.

Another task was to create a wonderful smell in the house, so I lit a stick of incense just before I sat down to write. And I wore a favorite shirt to work, for no special reason.

On my artist date, I took myself to a bookstore - lately, I've been buying all my books online. Thought I'd hang out for half an hour, but spent way more time than that. I picked up two magazines before leaving: Watercolor Artist and Art Journaling. When the girl rung me out, I learned it came to over $20.00 For two magazines!? The Art Journaling was $15.00 by itself! If I had seen that, I probably wouldn't have gotten it. Glad I didn't see... (note: no price break in a subscription either!)


Were there any new "significant" issues I faced this week? I tried to place some handmade books on consignment at a winery, and was refused. What a letdown, but at least I tried. Another, more personal thought struck me. And that's my tendency to save what I consider the best for last. This might sound stupid, but I think it's a soft punishment. A case in point: I started reading parts of Watercolor Artist last night, even though I knew I would enjoy the journaling magazine more. Enough said...

Did I experience any synchronicity? There was something. I was told to take all my jewelry out of the Museum Store - I'm not allowed to sell there anymore. What the consultant said was "conflict of interest," since I work there. Depressed, I put everything in a wicker basket and brought it home. And there at the house, waiting for me, was an invitation to showcase my artwork at the Firehouse Art Center, in Norman. What a treat; I feel so honored they want me back for their Holiday Gift Gallery.