Someone once referred to my favorite pink fuzzy socks as the "no sex socks". Perhaps they are NOT sexy but they are warm and as I always have cold feet I have decided that trumps sexiness. Practicality isn't usually sexy. That's been proven.
So last night, even though the girls were going out for a drink, I decided to conserve my money and kick my own ass, put on the no sex socks and stay home to work on some art. Producing something I can show for all my free time here was the contingency for staying n Paris. The first year, I decided, was a wash of learning french, depression and recouperation but now I have to buckle down.
A friend sent me an article quantifying the number of hours one should spend on their art if they want to be successful and it's no less than 10,000 hours. I, personally, think it can be done in less with a lot of concentration but alas that is my problem, is it not? But when I think about it, when I was trying to find a job here I put virtually all my extra time and energy into it. I found a job (and a good one!) in six months. So I am capable of focusing. Now making the focus my art...
I did spend a few euros on a bottle of wine and some cigarettes (of which I consumed too much, ahem) but last night I actually produced some art. No, seriously.
And while it's not at all what I have in my mind for the finished works, it is a start. I sort of like it for what it is. So today I will take my paycheck to the art supply store, get the other things I need and try for version two. Or three. Or however long it takes.
Can I just say I'm a little proud of me? Not because the piece is that great, but because I actually did it. Oh, a person can always change can't they...
Friday, May 29, 2009
Productivity Hat and No Sex Socks
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Woo hoo. Way to go.
You have every right to be proud of yourself.
Hey, that was me! Or actually it was my roommate Fred who coined the term "anti-sex socks" when I was wearing a pair very similar to yours. I, however, would totally do me in those socks. Ahem.
Congrats on the art! I am in the midst of an accomplishing anything slump, so I know how hard it can be to just dig in to something. But you did! I can't wait to see more.
Yes it was you!! I was rockin the socks at the Christmas party. :) They are the best socks EVER (a gift from Sister L) and one day I am going to slip them into foreplay just so we can tell Fred that it's a LIE.
Accomplishing anything? Ahhh, it's always a challenge.
HA! I don't think my husband EVER cared what I had on my feet or anywhere else for that matter. Sex is sexy. Period. ;)
Oh! I totally forget to tell you that I think your artwork is good. :)
Well done! And nice art! :)
I do find it hard to believe that a pair of socks would deter a guy.
Practicality is sexy to practical men....and no socks, lots of socks, one sock...that won't stop a man on a mission.
i have a furry pair of pink slippers too. it says "paris" and isn't very sexy at all. i try not to wear it that often, esp when the bf is at home. ahem.
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