Last night I had dinner with another artist. She asked me, "Have you started painting again?"
I had to scowl and admit that I hadn't. Before I could launch into my Big Excuse (I've been sick for a month) she cheerfully grabbed my arm and said, " Well come look at what I've been doing." We walked up to her studio where she showed me four large paintings she's completed since the fall - exactly when I began announcing that I was going to get back to painting.
It was a wonderful and horrible moment - wonderful to see her beautiful new work, and horrible to squirm against my own procrastination. Yes, the Big Excuse is real. But that just doesn't cut it any more. Time to get out the paints and finish some work waiting in the wings.