S.O.S. The Same Old Shit. One of the big dangers of being fully retired with no intention of ever working another day in your life is: doing the same ol’ shit. You know. The same thing every day. Kinda like going to work and having a career (long term doing the same ol’ shit): eating at the same time every day, watching the same shows every night (Dancing With The Stars is on tonight – Oh boy!). Every afternoon puttering around in the garden, reading, making a salad for dinner, eating, having a little ‘medication’, listen to old records for two hours, followed by watching some more bullshit on TV, and then it’s off to bed. Sounds like a full day to me [I never found working for a living that damned fulfilling].
Well, as groovy as doing the same thing everyday is – and don’t get me wrong, when you got your day finely dialed in with all your favorite activities included, life don’t get much better than that. It’s pretty cool. But sometimes…I start to loose interest. How can that be? I’m doing all my favorite things, all the time, (I’m a firm believer in ‘If a little is good, a lot is better’). Things start to get boring.
That’s exactly what happened to my drawing. I found myself drawing the same thing (old shit) over and over again. So I stopped. That’s one way to get rid of a stubborn nagging problem; just quit (or leave her). The worst part was, it affected my blogging. Although this is not an art blog, my drawings always feature prominently. Not that they are necessarily related to the verbiage: drawing is drawing and writing is writing, and never the twain shall meet. But now I make an exception. Here’s something new…on black paper. Trippy, don’t cha think?