Had such a late night last night for no reason other than my overactive thinking has started again. Most of my life, I have battled with trying to slow down or quiet by mind. She just keeps spilling out stuff, whirling around like the shuffle button on my stereo. Sometimes working on three or four projects at a time with poor results. And sleep...well that got to be a joke with being jarred awake with some (cool) idea after another. This would be an artist's dream if I could finish even a third of what I visualize. I have this one steady vision for a portrait of myself. The age thing and lack of progress as an artist has haunted me day and night! My canvas is very large and in it are the many Me's(lol)...at pivotal points in my life. A young child, first love, marriage, birth of children...all these forms of me at different ages are surrounding the centerpiece seated mature woman of me now! I've been taking head shots of myself, forcing me to deal with my battle scars and love me again. We spent so much time looking for someone to love, loving them and supporting that love but neglect to love ourselves first.. Maybe my subconscious is leading me on the right path.,...the Queen is considering Botox
