Part-time artist full-time delayer of dreams

If anyone ever asks me "What do you want to do for a living?"
My reply is always  "I want to be an artist BUT you can't make a living off that. So I work in this job."

I'm still an artist regardless of how much time I allow myself to devote to the craft. The way I process my world and the people in it is all visual. That's the way I learn the best. I need giant in-my-face signs for me to fully comprehend a subject matter. I remember my professor in college telling our class "You make time for art. That's it!" I can say I have given 40-50% of my time to art. That's one of my goals in life - keep adding more time for art and less time for other things. It has yet to happen.
OH you know! LIFE. I have bills to pay, the cat has come down with something, my friends want to go away for the weekend to Atlantic city, sure!! why not. I'm not 90. I need to live my life.
I'm a young lass with a lots to do and say.

oh, art. You're always my number one even when I take you down a peg or two or seven. I can't give it up. I get an itch when I haven't drawn or painted something in a while. This itch happens a lot more when I see another artist creating in front of me or I visit a museum full of works of art. Case in point, the sketch below. I had just finished watching a documentary on Jean Michel Basquiat and it killed me I wasn't making art to his degree or to his devotion. so I busted out this sketch.

Art is that passion I feel inside.
A passion that makes me tick and makes me feel alive!! says the procrastinator.
So why am I being such a pansy and not committing to this awesome discipline?
........youth is wasted on the young.


It doesn't help I don't have a studio of my own. The only space I have is my bedroom and my bed gets the lovely task of being one of my artistic wastelands. Oh and my cat is usually at my feet or around said artsy madness sleeping off his meals.

But I am claiming this the "The Year of more art from Z!" where's my flag?
I'll stab it into the ground and make some primal loud noise for the universe to hear. hahaha
So with that said...I'm starting another painting.
This guy was done in two days...

so now ONWARD to the next idea bubbling in my head. It's late and I should be getting to bed. But I said Nay! I'm going to stay up late painting and treat my tired self to more coffee tomorrow at work. 

GO BIG OR GO HOME!