I know the above looks like a jumble of nonsense but to me it speaks of the vast printing possibilities; the grand plan for my not-so-secret project; that involves lino prints, photopolymer plates, poetry and concertina paper binding. I have no idea if it will work out but I'm willing to try; if only so I can fulfill my dreams of playing the [paper] accordion. This is one of the many projects that are clouding my mind at present. I don't want to sound all melodramatic but I am feeling a bit overwhelmed today; juggling uni, work, and THREE huge events coming up in the next two weeks; oh and that deadline for my illustrations I really should get on to:Have I told you before that I am an avid list writer? Its true. I usually draw visual lists with pictures or symbols representing particular things to do. And I think if you were to see all the weird lists I write (on train tickets, letters, important documents, people's arms) you would probably have me sectioned. The funny thing is that I'm still not a very organised person in the physical super-neat-on-time kind of way; but I think I'm the sort of person who really needs to sort out my ideas and tasks in my mind or I get like this... but the written lists are DRIVING ME INSANE.
I refuse to write another list for at least a week;
*Except right now
*it feels kinda good
*in a typed way
NOOOOO. No more lists of what I need to get done. Instead I'm going to make a list at the end of each day saying what I did. A wise woman told me that we always overestimate what we can achieve in a day but underestimate what we can do in a year. If we focus too heavily on daily targets I think there is a potential to go a bit mad; when instead we should just do what we can - not worry about what we didn't get done and at the end of the day rejoice.
Too much time listing; not enough living.
p.s. Thank you for letting me vent.