I have a day job; I'm a sr project manager at a software company. I work 45-50 hours every week slugging it out on left brain crap like trying to get shitty software implemented for customers all over the country.
|This is the art I create for real money- my day job as a BA/PM|
I'll rehash this one from last spring. Sitting on the beach in Huatulco, MX, the water was crashing over these rocks as I banged out a quick pastel en plein air. Water changes so fast...the rocks were pretty much covered by the time I was finishing this piece. Kinda like it.
So, off we go to 2015. I've actually just finished a 30x40 abstract, I just have to get the photos up and visible. I forced myself to paint. Is that good? I don't know. I just felt I had to do something, one thing per month. At a minimum. Real artists paint every day. Real bloggers blog every day. So where does that leave me?