Being an artist seems to require a certain amount of imaginative time. Translate that as meaning: lazy time. Synonyms: day dreaming, fuzzing out, wool gathering.
Sometimes one even broods. Brooding consists of “what to do, what to do.”
As for me, I have been overly busy. I’m definitely ready for laziness of a high order. Coffee, empty air in front of my ideas, not a thought in my head, kinda time. Then it shall be so much easier to work.
The modern era conspires against the artist. But we must fight back and resist. I cannot burn down the MVA, but I can postpone all of tomorrow’s bureaucratic intrusions into my life and decide to be instead.
(Wish me luck.)
Meanwhile, the lady caught brooding above was wonderfully delineated by Henri Matisse.