Almost two years ago, a few of my artist friends and I began meeting on a monthly basis to share information about marketing opportunites, materials resources, and personal experience in the "art world." Our group has remained small by choice, so that our conversations can be productive and supportive within the confines of 1 1/2 to 2 hours. Having the encouragement and assistance of like minded friends has been a benefit to me in both tangible and intangible ways.
I also feel pretty fortunate to be part of an ENORMOUS art group...the internet. I've connected with artists that I've never met, but admire, and have learned a lot from information shared in blogs, on social media, and on web sites. I now consider my time on the computer to be part of my continuing education. The only difficulty is confining the time spent to an hour or two at the most.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
frustration
I have been struggling lately, with some little things that I let become big things. My intention this morning was to write about a specific topic that has been bothering me. But when I signed into my blog, I saw I had a comment from someone, and I have never learned how to follow through to read the full comment. I've spent some time just now rereading the instructions in the hope that the next time I have a comment posted, I'll remember what to do!
Last night I had a great conversation with an old friend in Massachusetts, and she told me that she had tried to post a comment on my blog, but it wouldn't let her for some reason. I'm not sure why this happened, and fortunately she told me what she had wanted to write.
So, instead of writing about my intended topic, I am diverted by my endeavor to learn how to operate my blog. This type of distraction tends to remind me what a messy desk my mind is. I'm sifting through all the stacks of paper I've piled up with reminders and lists, trying to find that one certain object(ive), and before I know it, I can't remember what I was looking for in the first place.
Maybe my problem began, with the title of this post... making that adage "what you think about, expands," more true than ever.
Last night I had a great conversation with an old friend in Massachusetts, and she told me that she had tried to post a comment on my blog, but it wouldn't let her for some reason. I'm not sure why this happened, and fortunately she told me what she had wanted to write.
So, instead of writing about my intended topic, I am diverted by my endeavor to learn how to operate my blog. This type of distraction tends to remind me what a messy desk my mind is. I'm sifting through all the stacks of paper I've piled up with reminders and lists, trying to find that one certain object(ive), and before I know it, I can't remember what I was looking for in the first place.
Maybe my problem began, with the title of this post... making that adage "what you think about, expands," more true than ever.
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