I have something I want to do - badly. There's a field painting class in the Brooks Range, between 15-21 June, camping out all week. If you sort of blink blankly at that name, google it. It is one of the most gorgeous places in the world, and it's been too long since I was there. Seriously. Gorgeous. Painting. For a Week.
My parents are willing to pay for the class and fees, even.
The only problem... it's a whole WEEK. I have a big show that starts the 24th, and has to be entirely set up the night before in Eagle River (7 hour drive south from here).
I'd have to get Ursula's book finished before I left. And at least two coloring books. And have product made for the show already packed to transport. And get orders out, and close down the site and... and...
A WEEK of painting in the Brooks Range...
My art gland is about to overload just thinking about it.
It's acrylics, which I've got no particular love or hate for, or much experience in. Or Alkyds, which I frankly know nothing about.
I gotta commit SOON if I'm going to. I feel like a deer in headlights. Wanttowanttocan'tdoittoobusywantWANTWANT.