We all know it pays to work hard. It's taught to us early on and throughout the rest of our life. If we're lucky, we get to choose what we work hard at. However, there's another side I've been trying to learn how to balance lately...the play side.
Play to me is getting to...work...on the things I want to. Like my photography and drawings. Trying to better myself in the area that I really want to concentrate on full time one day. So now I worry, will this become work? Is it already work? Is work really a four letter word or is it not as bad as we think it is, so long as we're doing what we love. I know, every job eventually feels like a job, even if just for a moment, but that's beside the point.
I actually enjoy calling my photography and art my "work" in a way. It makes it feel official and like I actually have a goal. Sometimes it makes it easier to get it done that day when I'm feeling uninspired. Now, even when I'm at home, I put in at least an 8 hour day. I don't watch tv all day on my day off like I used to, I take walks and soak in my environment, I read and I create. I'm stressing out less too, which is weird because the main source of my stress is money and this other "work" I'm doing at home is doing nothing but costing me (facts is facts). I strive to one day write "Artist" in an occupation field one day. Perhaps I should write "Artist at Play". You know, so it sounds less worky.
The drawings up there are from the 9th-11th. The first one is based off a photograph I saw in one of our many skateboarding/rock and roll photography books. I wanted to get dirty with pastels...and so I did. The second one is just a doodle with colored pencils that came from nowhere. The third is my first attempt at drawing a portrait based off a grid. I like that it's still very much my style of weird but also actually resembles the photograph. Ha!
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