I did say that, didn’t I?
I’ve been working very hard lately; between the blog and the deadline for my graphic novel, I’ve become somewhat of a mysterious hermit woman, only emerging from my art cave for the most necessary things, like band gigs and food shopping. People are starting to express worries about my health, but really, I don’t look haggard at all… though I could use a bit more exercise of the non-pencil variety. Iris may be growing muscles, but I have to pay attention to mine, too!
I did take a day off drawing yesterday. Well, mostly. I finished up this sketch that I started the other day. It felt very weird, not to be motoring along on my pencils for the story. I like this newly obsessional me. I enjoy drawing, and would do it all the time if someone would just feed me and do my laundry and hold the drawing board steady while I putter along on my stationary bike.
I’m not sure whether I will become irredeemably strange to all the people who are used to my more usual easygoing approach to work, or whether everyone will just accept my new personal paradigm. But I can only keep hefting the pencil, and see where it takes me!
I’d love to hear from you folks out there on this subject! How do you deal with balancing creative work and the rest of life?