I am also having a hard time centering my creativity. I feel rushed to accomplish anything. The ideas come to me fleetingly and I fear that by the time I can sit and create, that they'll be gone. I have tons of projects and stash and pictures, but no time to put it all together. And I am dreading the four months of sterility. I can't figure out how to take little bits with me to spark my creativity. Journaling will be a must. But I am a tactile artist. I feel incomplete without a pile of paper. I have yet to recover creatively from the last six month sabbatical; though that is probably because this four months was already looming above me. The sooner it starts, the sooner I feel I can get on with living.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Less than two weeks. That's how much time I have left at home. Then out to sea for 4 more months. It seems like we just got back. If things go as planned, this will be my last big underway on this ship before I transfer. I am looking forward to getting it over with and getting back to some degree of normalcy. I feel guilty for not being home more, for not doing more things when I am home. T is the mostest wonderfullest husband I could ever ask for - he is so devoted and endlessly patient and helpful. I want to repay the efforts he has put into me. Into us.