JOURNALS

Wednesday had me diving headfirst into my artistic endeavours. I started my day with excitement, taking on the challenge of infusing oil pastels into the pen plotter process. Sure, the initial results weren't perfect, but isn’t that the joy of experimenting? It's about discovering the flow field's hidden dance that made the session satisfying. There’s a plan for tomorrow, riding on today’s progress with oil pastel trials.

The workday turned into a bit of a whirlwind, with meetings scattering my focus. I didn’t manage to tick off everything on my to-do list, like adding those elusive project pages to the website. Maybe tomorrow? At least I had a decent crack at the newsletter—a small victory in a day packed with urgent tasks. It’s the little wins that keep the spirits buoyant, right?

Interestingly, the drawing machine itself became my unofficial break timer today. Every fifteen minutes, I found myself getting up to change its oil pastel, keeping me on my toes, literally and figuratively. It’s amazing how distracting work can orchestrate its own rhythm inadvertently.

As I wrap up, my energy levels are intact, which is both a relief and a small triumph. The 3D printer is already buzzing away with I-forgot-what…I’ll just call it a surprise for tomorrow's me. With the day winding down, I’m left contemplating whether tonight’s hours can be squeezed a tad bit for working on the zine, uploading some gallery photos, or sketching out the newsletter's next edition.

The website waits patiently for my creative input, project pages still haunting as a future task. Looking at the day, there’s satisfaction sprinkled with hints of, "So much to do, so little time," but isn’t that the everyday anthem of an artist in a constantly ticking world?