Peace Piece

It has occurred to me that if I only post when I am irritated or in one of “those” moods, the overall perception has a negative vibe. As if I am irritated or in a foul mood all the time. Look at the dates. Time passes… life goes on quite peacefully content in between.

Yes, I use words to purge my mind.
I use words to gather my thoughts.

I think out loud on paper, sometimes virtual paper, writing my way around the back forty of my mind. I sift and sort in a search for understanding. Sometimes, I need to evaluate, form an opinion, or draw a conclusion. And then again, sometimes, I am just lost on the other side.

On the flip side: if I only posted upbeat happy-happy joy-joy flowery fluff, I would question my sanity and wonder if I lost my own tentative grasp on reality.

I shall try to strike a chord, mix it up for balance.

Well, I best get ready… the clock is ticking and I am going to “Play in May for the YWCA!” at the Senior Center on Fifth Avenue where I will laugh and have a great time making art with friends.

And that is what this blog hasn’t shown for awhile… I laugh out loud and often, savor peace and harmony. I see life as more comedy than drama, and not like modern sit-coms or so darn goofy that it should only appeal to nine year old boys. I like old comedy and humor spun by a play on words.

Long Time

The elusive, reclusive blogger sneaks into the room and quietly types a word.

What should I say?  Should I apologize for going MIA?

There were things I did not want to talk about.

One was being on the art committee of a well established annual show.  It was my first year, so I was a little tentative and didn’t want to say too much about it.  The other was a matter of closing ranks and crawling into myself.  It is all good… I’m going to catch a change stone, flip my world 360, but that can wait for another day.

If I apologize for anything, it should be for not reading blogs.  Writing is like blowing smoke into the cyber air as some of the best posts are never read, so I kind of feel bad for not reading at least those I follow.

Should I end with a photo?  I did not plan on anything.

Oh… here is one of the things I have been doing: matting 60+ small works of art.  I threw this one on the scanner, with a sheet of craft paper behind it.  Thanks for reading!

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Feb Res 2014

Today’s blog in a nutshell:  February Resolutions (practice art, revive BeesATC blog, get wet, ID anti-social behaviors) and a BED Reality Check (weigh-in)

Last first… pulled the scales out of the closet today for a “reality check” on that binge eating disorder thing.  I don’t talk about it much anymore as it is not such an issue anymore.   The anniversary of seeking treatment quietly came and went three months ago.  Weight loss has slowed down to a snails crawl, but it was amazing to enter the New Year weighing less than I have in years even after eating all of those holiday goodies.  Breaking free of the scales was kind of scary as going by how I feel and how my clothes fit can be deceptive so I was half tempted to close my eyes today.  But, I weighed myself.  Then stepped off the scales and weighed myself again.  Huh.  Three pounds down both times.  I want twenty to add to that previous eighty, but I am not yet willing to diet.  I’m not strong enough for that yet.  I am still learning moderation, finding the happy medium somewhere between under-eating and overeating.  I think it is called NORMAL.

Okay… February Resolutions!

1.   Practice art:  get back into the daily habit of making art in “practice size” again.

I bailed on my goal of 1000 practice pieces at #334,  or at least that was the last numbered piece that I posted.  Yes, I am reviving BeesATC with a few changes… new template, cleaner look, and a self-imposed rule of NO RAMBLING!   It will be as it started out to be… an art blog.  I can ramble here, no need to ramble there.  I want to try some new techniques and different things, so it might get interesting.  At least for me… maybe you will find it interesting, too.

2.  Get wet:  go to the Y at least once a week.

The water pressure helps my circulation, even if all I can do is a little deep water walking.  When I went to a pool regularly, I got so I could float on my back so I’m thinking maybe someday I will be able to swim again.  (Previous attempts resulted in spasms.)  They have a water exercise class for people with arthritis, so maybe I can do that, too.

3.  ID Anti-Social Behaviors:  am I becoming too anti-social?

I am resolving to think about that this month.  Then, if warranted, come up with a strategy to remedy the situation.  The thing is, I don’t know if I am becoming too anti-social or just getting  more weird about my personal space.  I very rarely invite anyone over. Friends and family have always known to call first, to give me at least an hour advance notice.  I have to mentally prepare for guests and sometimes, I have to put my toys away.  My nest is my nest, my personal private space, not a place to hang out.   I don’t want people knocking on my door.  When I feel like socializing, I go out.   It works for me… but I’m afraid it may offend people who are more socially inclined.

 

Sneak Peek of last night’s “first new post” on BeesATC (otherwise this post is just words):

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Thanks for reading!  Hopefully, I will catch up on my reading this weekend.