Recently I have been caring for my elderly Mother. This is a 24hour a day job. Mother was the one who encouraged my art. Dad was my task maker expecting me to always grow in my work. Now I can not get mom to be creative. This all has gone with her short term memory. Fortunately she is still very social. Because I care for her, I have no time to relax and to ponder my art.
Creating art demands a clear head and the necessity of loosing oneself in the process of producing that piece of work. Try as I may I have lost that concentration that is needed.
My art was a way for me to escape and to get me over the hump of my divorce. I found refuge in color and design. It was calming soothing and very satisfying. A way to totally loose myself. Why is it now that I desperately need to find a safe calming spot; I can not.
Quiet is needed. Time alone is needed. Space is nice to have. I have none of these now. Would I change things? I think not. Time with those you love is limited. No matter how confused or needy. I have my Mother and I will cherish every moment. I will again find the time and space and quiet to create.
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