Things for me seem to happen in October. It's my favorite month, but I have to say, that title has been challenged because pretty crappy things have happened in the past years in this great tenth month of ours.
Good news, though, is that it marks the anniversary and midway point of my master's in counseling psychology program. I'm half-finished and I can't wait. This is a profession I've been jonesing to profess for a couple of decades. And it's not the last.
So the Oktoberfest event went well. Today, someone stopped me and introduced herself to me as a new collector! Her daughter loved "Journey of a Thousand" and they won the auction for it. A picture may be worth a thousand words but the words she told me made me feel like a million bucks.
Speaking of journeys, I am still not sure where I'm going with my art. I have some commissions I'll be sharing with you as I work on them, but there's a part of me that feels as if my days of regular painting and exhibiting may go into hibernation as I devote myself to the practice of psychotherapy. It's a blessing and curse that I have a one track mind, but it's a mind that wanders so it only looks like I'm doing a bajillion things at once! In truth, I'm a poor multitasker but a great serial tasker.
Alright, off to do some sketching and research for a new Original Finger Painting.