|4 months old already?!|
There's no question that a newborn brings all sorts of new chaos and messiness into his parents' lives. Our sweet guy is no exception -- the mountain of unfolded laundry looms ever higher, the house needs a good dusting and scrubbing, and our kitchen table's surface hasn't seen the light of day in months.
And I'm so glad. So, so glad. Because that laundry is unfolded because instead my son is folded into my arms. The house isn't so clean because I'm watching him learn and grow before my very eyes. And the kitchen table? Half of the things on there have to do with him.
I'm very serious about the business of watching the miracle blossoming of our son's life. Besides, I never have been very good at the housewifery.
But there is one thing I've been missing, and that's a dedicated spot to get creative. In the past, my "studio" has been our kitchen table (see above for why that's no longer it), a table in our living room, the same table moved into our spare bedroom (a.k.a. the baby's room), and, most recently, a small desk in our bedroom.
The problem is that Baby Boy (when we manage to con him into sleeping for a bit -- he's a dedicated nap resister) snoozes in a couple of different spots in the house. Between that and just a general lack of free space, there is no place for my art-making to call home. So right now, my art "studio" has been: our bed, the recliner, the floor (I may or may not have stained the living room carpet with my pastels this week).
Here's what I've been up to in my "studio," spurts of creative messiness snuck in between the joys and sacred struggles of mamahood . . .
That is to say, a bunch of work on Misty Mawn's Face To Face With Art portraits course, and new Not Forgotten angel baby drawings. Studio not required. ;)
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