I’ve been working my way through Benjamin Hardy’s 30 Behaviours to Make You Unstoppable in 2019, and am half way through #12 which is about reducing your avoidance behaviours. Hardy gives two main reasons for avoidance and in the last post I looked at self-efficacy as a possible explanation of why I had been avoiding […]
After last week’s meltdown I feel I’m back on the sea-plane of unstoppability with #8 of Benjamin Hardy’s thirty behaviours: Become More Playful and Imaginative Hardy begins with this quote from Einstein : “Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand, while imagination embraces the entire world, […]
In the spirit of my newly hewn Curious-Authentic-Artist personality (read on for clarity) I thought I’d share an experiment. A week or so ago I downloaded a free booklet called The Writer’s Road Map, written by Jeff Goins. I stumbled on Goins during a Pinterest foray for poster inspiration, so I can make one for […]
I’m having an enforced break while I wait for things to do stuff: the third coat of paint on my frames to dry; the photo paper and gold paint markers to arrive, both of which were ordered almost a week ago and which I, ever the optimist, assumed would arrive before I’d exhausted my stash. […]
I spent most of today wanting to stab myself in the face with a fountain pen but the Mr., with his astonishing tenacity, saved me, yet again, from yowling despair. After some weeks dithering in the stagnant pool of procrastination I woke up yesterday knowing what to do to pull my exhibition together; I could […]
Feeling a bit like a puppy in a snowstorm at the moment, excitedly trying to grab every flake. On Wednesday I made one of those breakthroughs I’ve heard other artists speak of (Picasso seeing tribal masks for the first time springs to mind), and I really want to just dive in and luxuriate in it. […]
I’m one of those people who wants to know everything about everything. I actively like going to meetings most people consider boring because of this. I enjoy the rhythms of blather (long winded, substance-light talk of a faintly self important nature), and the odd diamond that emerges from these Woolfean dust-heaps. But I can’t spend […]
Apologies, I can think of nothing to say today; so that’s what I’ll do.
What are the literary and visual arts equivalents of timing in music? Some initial thoughts, and a call for discussion.