FINE...Dangle the Carrot

Here I am, grounded again in California, for at least two weeks. Business is slow, so I guess this will have to do. Ya, ya, ya, I know... I'm going to go crazy here, I may climb the walls, hang off the ceiling with my nails... or better yet... :)

It seems interesting to me that when I walk away from certain parts of my life, those parts begin to dangle "carrots" entreating me to come back. This is soooo unfair. Recent example: I walked away from sculpture, much to the disappointment of....well,

everyone I know, apparently.

Sculptures take a LOT of time. I love detail, and to my sculptures (which are almost surrogate children, as I have none) I give all my time, love, talent, effort, and dreams. However, at some point realism sets in, and although I would love to starve to death for love of sculpture, ha ha.. there are easier ways to make money. There are only so many hours in a day, so many days in a week...and I'm only one person.

The choice: Dream?/ Survival?

So, I put the sculpture ideas and dreams on a shelf. Argus, the winged Pegasus pictured above, is or was in the process of being completed. Only about 300 more hours and then off to the bronze foundry. But again, I've had no time, so there he sits in my studio, gathering dust. My aunt sent his pictures to one of the top sculptress' in the nation...only to tell me that she was very excited over what she saw and that I have the talent to be great, and that I should be an artist. Extremely flattering..but....there's that carrot....on a stick....leading me on...

So life brought me back home for two weeks, brought me back to Argus, brought me back to dreaming, back to my studio filled with wax penguins, pegasus leaping off cliffs, elephants fighting, and mermaids wrapping their sinuous bodies around flying sharks...

What to do....what to do.....

The Magicians Owl