During my busiest week and a half as a live-in nanny mornings were my time to escape to a local coffeeshop to paint and draw when the kids were off to school. With a mug of coffee along side with watercolor equipments I was allowed to rest. I have been learning and practicing painting floweres using watercolor because I want to create a series with it. So far I really like the medium though I could definately use a lot more practice. What make the process so fun was it didn’t feel like working, it was a peaceful way to learn to become better at enjoy what was in front of me.
For sure my path of becoming an artist is more difficult then I expected during the past week and a half. Sacrafising for kids more then usual and literally sweating and struggling just putting a 3 year-old to bed had me on the verge of tears. Especially learning to appologiezed to kids when I did something wrong due to being a rookie care taker for a 3 year-old sure hurt my eago as an adult. Then when finally all the crazyness came to an end there was a sadness. The effort I had put in will not be remembered becuase I was simply a small part of their lives. However, I am glad I am only a small part of their lives for that means I won’t be a nanny forever. But it does bring me to the thought that the next time I do something similar like I did for the past week and a half, it will be for my own kids.
And before they come...I want to just be selfish and only work on my art.