How do you procrastinate?
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I have a huge canvas that I’ve prepped for painting. It’s been sitting there for 8 months. I keep finding other things to do: cleaning the house, organizing the closet, sorting old mail, redecorating the studio/office, washing the dishes, making dinner, napping, helping @drtituschiu with his projects, backing up years of digital photos, traveling, work, life. The list is never-ending. I know I NEED to find time. I know I SHOULD schedule it in. I know I HAVE to just start.
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Then, last night, something crazy happened. For a brief moment, I felt like I had my life together! No more emergencies. No more urgent life tasks needing attention. No more shoulds and gottas and can’ts and have tos. No more exhaustion. No more overwhelm. So…no more excuses.
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I picked the brush up for the first time in over a decade.
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Immediately, the doubt found its way back:
What if I don’t know how to do this anymore? What if it sucks? What if I mess up the parts that are already good? What if I waste my time? What if I waste all these perfectly good materials? It’s late, maybe I should just go to bed and start fresh tomorrow?
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So instead…I TRICKED MYSELF!
Let’s just do a dress rehearsal. A practice round. A prep study. Yes! A color study! It’s not the real thing. It doesn’t have to perfect. In fact, it doesn’t even have to be good! Just blobs on paper!
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It’s pretty dumb how we stop ourselves from doing things because of irrational and pointless fears. When I stop taking myself so seriously I enjoy life a lot more. Shout out to my my art idols @mary_golubieski and @dreamcarrrz for leaving such a positive impression on me in APArt.
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Turns out, I like blobs on paper. They’re much more fun and interesting than non-existent perfection. Just a gentle reminder:
NO ONE CARES IF I MESS UP.
🙃🙂🙃🙂🙃🙂🙃🙂🙃🙂🙃
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