I have, once again, painted myself into a corner, pretty literally this time. I spent a couple of days painting the bathroom at Bennett and didn't get home until late yesterday. Of course I meant to be home much earlier so I could go to the studio and move the birdbaths along. Instead when I got there, they were still wrapped up tight and still too soft to work on. My intent was to get them into the kiln yesterday for a long slow warm up to dry out and get them fired today. Now all is backed up like a bad toilet and I can't imagine how I will get everything done in the time I have. Which is what I mean about being back in the corner. I seem to be unable to stay on top of the things I truely want to get done. Instead I run off to do something for someone else and then wonder why I can't sleep and don't have new work for the next show.
Didn't I say something just the other day about being okay with that choice? I'm less okay with it now that time is running out. Oh, and btw, the grandkids have given me another cold! Bless them and their generosity. Well, sitting here complaining won't get those birdbaths finished.
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