But having set my intentions for the year (more than I can reasonably achieve, as per usual) I am now suffering from that peculiar form of inertia which settles when there is so much to do and you haven't started a single thing.
My 6-year-old's gone up a grade and the little one has just begun kinder and I am confronted by this new phase of parenthood which feels a little existential. Where did the time go?
The baby and toddler years are so intense and I spent so much time fantasising about more freedoms - but now I'm clinging on for dear life. I'm sure it must be completely normal - this push-pull of letting go.
|Sketch done while on my own for the first time this year. Derwent pencils in a Moleskine Cahier sketchbook - Jodi Wiley.|
I have been sketching in fits and starts, using different sketchbooks and not worrying about maintaining a chronological record. I've been trying to loosen up, use different materials and above all, have fun.
I'm attempting to let go of any attachment to the outcome and enjoy the process. I'm trying hard to pay attention and just be here, right where I am.