From the perpetually confused brain of yours truly:
So… it feels like I’ve fallen off the scope a bit. Didn’t really mean to. Life just gets in the way as it usually does. There has been a lot to deal with at work this past month or so.
And things have gotten unusually complicated these past couple of years. There has been one or two quick mentions of it in comments and journals and whatnots but never really elaborated since it's not really worth mentioning on DA. I’m here to show my art, not to complain about what goes on or not goes on in my private life.
But since it affects my entire life on a daily basis and not just being a bump in the road toward new artsy-fartsy stuff I figured: what the heck…it probably won’t matter anyway.
It was an accident. It was a stupid accident involving me running too fast for my own good on a treadmill at the gym and me being too stupid to immediately seek help for what happened. The end result: a partially ruptured hamstring muscle and, somewhere deep inside the thigh, a speck of scar tissue that won’t go away.
The aftermath of all this ordeal has left me with a significant change in my ability to sit (on any kind of furniture designed for sitting you’d care to mention). Considering only the aspect of art and creativity, sessions with active drawing/painting have now been heavily reduced to just an hour or so at the time (maximum) before experiencing pain and discomfort on a level that I simply can’t sit any longer. Therefore each and every session is accompanied by long pauses with plenty of stretching and walking around to ease the discomfort. As a quick comparison I could once clock about 6-8 hours in one whole Saturday if I was in the flow. Now it’s considered lucky if I get about 3-4 hours done during that same day.
It is most frustrating to say the least since it automatically elongates the amount of time spent on any project. Daily physical therapy is a must, and it sort of helps but not anywhere near enough for my liking.
With the three-year mark approaching it’s probably time to face the bitter but undeniable truth that I’m broken, and probably will be a bit broken for the rest of my life.
With all that said, I AM working on new stuff. I started painting with acrylics just last week and I still have plenty of paint under my fingernails to prove it. (And I recently bought a proper easel for my canvases so I won’t have to sit so much.)
Hang in there, friends, followers and passers-by. Yours truly might be a bit slow and (nowadays) a bit handicapped but the drive to create have not diminished.