What the heck?
A day is what cha make it? I thought this blog was to be about art and clay not philosophical stuff. Bear with me for a few hundred words and learn about me and maybe yourself in the process.
We all have bad days. I am talking the lose your job, car crash, illness or loss of a furry friend days. Those times in life are just bad days and on those days laughing, crying, friends and alcohol can not even help. All you can do on those days is just get through them the best way you can.
What about all the other days? The ones you do have control over?
Case in point our 23rd wedding anniversary was August 27th. This is the one day of the year I get to be sappy, and have him tolerate being sappy with me for at least a few hours anyway. We have dinner or orderves (sp?) and just enjoy talking of our life together and talk about how far we have come and where we think we will go together in the years to come. For me that is what I want on my anniversary and I am a happy camper.
Usually I get my wish but this year someone in our lives came to town and needed (or so hubby said) a ride from the airport. I tried gently reminding hubby about our anniversary without actually coming out and saying it.
Me: What day is Saidi coming again? Did you find out what time yet?
Him: He is coming Friday and no I do not know what time yet I will call him on Thursday before he leaves and find out the flight information.
Me: Do you have to go and get him Mahmood is closer wouldn’t it be more convenient for him to go and get Saidi?
Him: It’s Saidi Julie even if Mahmood can pick him up we will go together and get him from the airport.
Me: ((inside hmph! Go get him WITH Mahmood))
Me: Did you get a mattress for Saidi yet?
Him: No I will do that Friday with Mahmood.
Me: Did you find out what time he is coming yet?
Him: No I just know he is coming the 27th. Whats today? The 25th? Yea he is coming Friday the 27th……….(huge eyes I mean huge eyes) Ohhhh that’s why you keep asking about Friday. Its our Anniversary.
Me: Honestly its okay I just want to know when you will be home because if its late I am going to go for a mani pedi with Roseanne.
Him: Dont you ever learn? You are going to go with her? Good Luck!
We both really love Roseanne but she has a bad history of actually showing up for our mani pedi’s the first three or four times they are scheduled. We did end up going out to get our mani pedi’s on Friday night and I told her how happy I was to spend the time with her. I honestly think that if she stood me up too I may have had a bad day. While getting our pedi’s I heard of her anniversary woes and she has got me beat hands down. Hers is the 28th of August and now I feel responsible to remind her hubby because all she wants is to have her hubby remember and he isn’t doing that if she has to remind him. (ohh we went around and around that one for a long time and all she wants is for him to remember).
I could have been mad, cried, thrown a hissie fit, started a fight when I did not get what I wanted from hubby. But right now in my life that is not where I am as a person. Years ago not so but now I am okay with it and spent the time with a dear friend laughing and talking about our marriages and children. It was a really nice day.
In art we can have a bad day heck any real artist will admit they have them all the time. Say you sit down and nothing flows from your fingertips or what does is not good looking at all to us anyway. Remember we are our own worst critics with our art. So when these days happen what are you going to do as an artist?
Well you can cry, cuss, learn from your mistakes and cry, post pics on Facebook for where/how did this go so wrong feedback from our friends and family there are so many things you can do. One of my favorites is to reach into the bowl! Another one is to make Natasha’s.
Being an artist is such a solitaire life. I mean it is us sitting at the work table or bench, by ourselves, all the time. I know we have the great option of clay groups and Facebook but in the end it is us sitting down to make that blend, or cane and no tutorial will ever prepare us for that moment when we actually do it. Having it not turn out the way we want to can really lead to a bad day but only if you let it.
The next time you doubt yourself as an artist get feedback to either help you get better, or help you get over your feelings of inadequacy. A day is what cha make it!
What will you make your next studio day be? Uplifting? or Nothing but negative?
Only you have the power to choose because in the end it is you sitting solitaire at the table!