The longer days mean I can spend evenings at the easel painting for hours - in my aspirational life. Yesterday and today books and DVDs won. But it does happen more often now. I am getting the hang of this discipline thing and am no longer waiting for the muse.
I do still procrastinate, however. The idea of a completely bare studio (apart from painting paraphernalia, obviously) makes sense to me when I get distracted by the décor of my little studio/office and feel the need to spend an entire afternoon changing things around when there are deadlines looming. I can see why a lot of writers prefer to work at a desk facing a naked wall rather than at a window.
At the same time I like being surrounded by inspiration and things that are meaningful to me. My pin board is a bit cluttered, as I keep adding bits without taking others down.
Among the exhibition invitations, photos and cards are a sketch of a stove drawn by my mom and a Clemens Brentano quote* written out by my sister on a scrap of paper (not pictured: a cat drawn by my other sister) - these are the things I treasure above everything else. I look at the board every day, and I have read the quote a thousand times, and it always warms my heart.
[I love Lowry's people -the feet!- and the little dog in the card in the first photo. The two square pictures in the second picture are reproductions of work by Conor Gallagher]
* Translation: "Love alone knows the secret of making gifts to others and getting rich within."