The Horror

So I upset my Mother's cat this morning. I mean, Sugar, the cat, was really put out by my actions and inconsideration of her feelings and needs. My crime you ask? I dared to sit in my chair at my desk so I could work on my drawing. Oh yes, you read right, I dared to be an artist and it upset the cat greatly.

Now, let's start with the fact that Sugar has never liked it down here in the basement. The basement has only ever held her food, water, and litter box. That is up until last year when the food and water got moved upstairs. I just wish the litter box would go too, since the cat isn't mine. Not that I don't like her, but I have a small space and well, litter boxes smell no matter what. Anyways, recently she's started coming down here to sleep in my office chair at my desk.

My chair is black fabric and Sugar is a light colored cat. So as you can guess she was turning my black chair, white. She's not happy that I put an old towel down so I can keep the chair black and fur free for when I sit in it. But this morning I had to work fast at getting the pillows out of the chair and me into the chair. And then Sugar spent the next hour and a half pacing the basement and crying because I was at my desk.

Even with her temper tantrum I still managed to finish the line work for the drawing. I also pulled out the color pencils I'm going to use. Plus I went through a magazine and took out all the images that I found to use as references. Notably, Sugar hasn't been down here to sleep in my chair all day. Even though I have move into the TV area to work on the laptop.

I have pulled out a story and begun reading it so I can know where I was going with it. I want to finish the story. I've also added a new picture at my Artpal gallery. I'm becoming productive and that's a little scary. Although not as productive as I'd like to be. Baby steps, though are easier to achieve, than giant steps.

I know I have shopping to do tomorrow with my sister. New clothes are required as I have shrunk a lot since last fall and donated all my fall clothes from last year. So I still need at least two new shirts and a fall jacket. Maybe I will find the time to draw in the morning tomorrow. If not there is always Monday.

Sugar has decided to come downstairs now. I think my office has been claimed by her.

Early Morning

So it's an early morning for me. I was up at 3:30 this morning. Why you ask? Pain. Plain and simple. Personally I would have rather it have been my Evil Drawing Muse. At least then I could have gotten some artwork done. But no it was pain and while I did take something for it, thirty minutes later, the pain is still with me. So here I am working on my blog to make it look better because well why not? I want it to be nice. So I figured out how to add links to my art gallery, LRCampbell, and my Facebook page, as well as Twitter. I'm debating tumblr, I'm really not there much. I forgot about Instagram, guess I should update that.

So the question running in my head right now is why does everything keep getting my creative way? I love and prefer to draw in the mornings. The lighting is always perfect that time of day. I'm also the most inspired to draw, and it's just the time my Evil Drawing Muse strikes. Unfortunately other things keep getting in the way. Doctor appointments, grocery shopping, laundry, it all conspires against.

For the record, I don't have a car so my parents usually drive me. Therefore they prefer that doctor appointments be in the morning whenever possible. Also grocery shopping is done in the morning, which I rather like myself, less people to deal with. I live in the basement and the laundry is upstairs. I use to just leave the laundry and go downstairs between loads. That doesn't work so much anymore. However, I now use laundry time to do my baking for my bariatric treats, or sometimes cleaning of the kitchen. Or at times I use it to work on dinner menus.

In any case the morning tends to get away from me and messes up my drawing time. Now I know people wonder why I don't just draw when I wake up really early like today. Well for starters today I hurt, and also there's no sunlight streaming through my bay window.

I want to get back to writing. I'm thinking the afternoon would be a good time to do this, but first I need to read what I've got written so I know what's going on with my stories. It's been awhile since I've worked on them. I suppose some would say that's bad of me. But I've had a lot happen to me over the past year so I think it's a bit forgivable.

If I draw in the mornings and write in the afternoons. That will leave the evenings to play. It all sounds good and it's a wonderful plan. I just wonder if I can make that work. Life has a funny way of getting in there and messing up great laid out plans. Also the Internet is really good at drawing a person away from their work.

Welcome!

So here I am saying welcome to anyone who decides to come and read this. Here is my first post for this blog and really I don't know what to write. Honestly I don't know why I'm doing this to myself as I'm terribly bad at doing things like this. I have a tumblr account I hardly do anything with and well I have had other places to post blogs but I never keep up with them.

I do have a reason for this blog though. In June of this year, that's 2018, I started a gallery to sell prints of my artwork. So far I've sold one whole print. Now some people are saying "That's all?" While I'm thinking that's actually not too bad considering that it was sold within the first few weeks of opening and really some people go for six months or longer before their first sale. So I'm trying to think on the positive side of things.

In case you haven't guessed I'm an artist. I draw fantasy art, fairies, elves, dragons, you get the picture. And yes I sell prints of my artwork. I'll be working on getting the link up here soon. Also I've been know to do some writing. Though admittingly it's been sometime since I've done that, I'm thinking of getting back to it. I use to enjoy it so I don't see why I won't again.

As a little background on me, yes I have my BFA, that a Bachelor's of Fine Arts degree. So yes I'm a real artist. I'm just not famous. I wouldn't mind being one, but you know how that goes. I also enjoy writing. I write science fiction and some fantasy. Mostly science fiction, but alas I'm not published. Except for a little poem I wrote way back before the turn of the century and I can't even remember the book it's in. How sad is that? Poetry is not something I write much of anymore. It tends to take it's toll on me.

Now that's just my creative side. I'm also in the process of losing weight. So far I've lost 192 pound since January 2017. Is that not awesome? I'm very excited about this, and yes I'm seeing a dietitian and doctors regarding my weight loss so I'm doing things right. With the weight loss comes eating completely differently and exercising. Also the want to do more.

Now I'm sure you are all going, what kind of more? So glad you're thinking that. I wanted to sell my art and get out more and be a little more social. I'm recluse so that's a very big deal. There may even come a time when I think I could work a real job, as right now I'm on disability. Which is never what any one really wants. There are other things besides physical problems keeping me from working so there are a lot of things that have to fall into place before I think about going back to work.

In the meantime I want to sell my art online and get back to drawing and writing. They seem to have been moved to the back burners and I really don't like that. I don't see why I can't do what I love. So I just want to say welcome to my blog. Yes I am Great Goddess, it's my nickname, I'll be happy to tell the story at another time. Oh by the way I can at time write a lot and at other write hardly anything. I'm sure it's annoying. Any who that's it for now.