I started a new job last year, my first big-girl, all-day-every-day, grown-up job. It’s been challenging, figuring out how to manage my now much more limited free time. I feel like I’m constantly dropping the ball on something, but I suppose there has to be some give and take. And if I’m giving up my free time to be able to afford my apartment, well… that’s just a no-brainer, isn’t it?
But my job has a great perk- I’m still in a creative environment, and I get to see new, beautiful things made every day. These goldfish I’m going to start working on will hopefully be a marriage of my artwork, and the new resources available to me at my day job. We’ll just have to wait and see what shakes out!
I moved back in September, and have been slow getting back into the swing of things. But today felt like the right day to push back and get back to work. Step one is figuring out how to photograph my fabric pieces now that I don’t have a dedicated just-mine work space. My desk has returned to it’s original life as a kitchen table, but there’s no reason why it can’t pretend to be my desk again, even for a little while.
Will I ever get tired of gold paint? Probably not.
I probably couldn’t have picked a better color to watch dry though! I love seeing the fiery, bright red slowly transform into it’s less vibrant, but still rich clay-red form.
This one ended up being a bit of a tribute to my dearly departed fish, Sirius. He was a Black Moor goldfish just like this (although he started to get a little orange in his old age). He lived for nearly a decade, and was a good ten inches long from the tip of his nose to the end of his long, flowing tail. He was a jerk who didn’t tolerate company in his tank very well, but we all want alone time sometimes, right? He just wanted alone time all the time. I got him the summer before high school, he came with me to college, and he spent his final days back at my parents’ house with a girlfriend fish he deemed acceptable. He was a helluva fish.
Scale by scale, fin by fin….