I'm enjoying this 3rd Eye Explorers and have already a large canvas Elephant and another 'cat' sketched out - I woke up today so excited to get back at painting this pachyderm - up at 6 even tho I hung out laughing with my boy till past 1 - talking about Ravens! He saw some HUGE ravens and took photos to show me- he's becoming a Bird lover too! Yippie
A friend commented to me on my painting - work ethic - how much I paint... what people do not understand is I must.. I love to paint- have been given the gift -where I can stay home and paint! Oh my gosh- what a blessing that is, I am thankful - no stuck at some job I can't stand - doing work I don't like.. but I can't work. Even if I wanted to.
My disease has spread down my right side and has progresses the past few years- I have watched and the hardest part - even worse at times than the TN & constant Twitch has been watching my hands become like they are. Useless - It feels this way when when I can't even button a shirt or peel a banana- forget peeling an orange- I need assistance. By the grace of God- it seem the one thing i can do easily is still paint! I said easily BUT far from pain free- and back at a big canvas- is an entirely different work out- heavier (some artists don't even realize) brushes and more of a work out on the arms and legs if you prefer to stand- It did'nt use to be like this. I paint through it - I'm a warrior! hee hee hee- my friend Kathy commented that- it made me giggle. I don't feel like a warrior.. I just want to paint.
No excuses! You see.. I KNOW one day I might not be able to do this anymore and I refuse to look back and say - those days I could have painted- I wasted crying in bed- FUCK NO! !!
This brings me to my medicine - Cannabis as soon as I'm up! IT is my GET Going Georgia! We can do this! Yesterday painting the canvas- I was forced to break to smoke- or I would have had to stop. Work ethic - perhaps.. more like love life ethic.
I've been ashamed to let people see my hands. ;( Really, I try to hide them- why?!!!
Why do we in our society feel as though we should hide - I'm still me. Far from perfect- & so are you. Some 'look it' - beauty fades, stuff happens... who knew.
Be good to your bodies and don't waste any opportunity to do what you love... It's been a blessing (I understand) that it did happen slowly and I've been able to adapt- I had courage yesterday to come out of the closet and post a photo of my hand on IG - lol- you have no idea of how hard it was to do- here is my twisted, painful hand - see it paint. FUCK yes!
Thank God for cannabis - or I would not be able to function.
Thanks to my son who grows good medicine and encourages his mom to paint.
Thanks to a friend Abi who sent me baked goods yesterday- I met a lovely police woman on the way back from my mail box and exclaimed "I just got baked good .." I was so excited - she laughed and said "Lucky you!", I kid you not! We chatted a few moments more before Daisy & I were safe back in our home.
There are always police cruisers in front of my home- I thank them- this road is terrible and they constantly catch speeders with so many kids - it's a miracle none has been killed, she told me another neighbour told her the same thing last week- SLOW the fuck down!!
I see HOW many they catch, I've witnessed to many 'close calls' - if you ask me it's more important than busting someone for cannabis! They help keep your kids safe.
US safe. She was lovely - it was a great day- on to the next!!! After this joint.
With TLC & THC! & a little Psilocybin