Not mine -- Judi's!!!

Our final class. I was distracted by the ending and being released from structure and homework. I didn't really do my homework correctly but Judi did and thus I'm putting her work up here. This is a negative tree and Judi paid attention to the instructions and had a coherent thought in her brain. I was too distracted or something. Am I inheriting the dementia of my parents?

Not sure where I go from here. Nan will cut my boards. I have paint. I bought crayons (soft pastels because I needed them for the Carl Oltfeldt class). I have to make the time to paint. Between work, volunteer job, fishing, other art/basket making classes. . . At least if I draw I can think about shapes and if possible colors for later.

I added another night to our time on Loon Lake off the Gunflint (our=me, Susan, and Peggy) so we can fish, sleep, read, paint. Cabin culture isn't part of my life even though it's very Minnesotan. We were too poor and didn't even have a car, and mom was a single working mom blah blah blah, but now I want to make up for that and do the quintessential Minnesotan cabin week. I've never done a WHOLE WEEK at a cabin "Up North." We have a log cabin on Loon Lake about 2/3 up the Gunflint; too far from Grand Marais to go for evening social times and shopping for Darn Tough socks at the Ben Franklin. We will be on our own. Although Trail Center and Trail End is close enough for quirky Northwoods fun.

I have to be patient. I've only been using these paints for a few months. I can't expect to be an expert when I haven't even mastered being a novice.

I am now shocked at how difficult it is to work 4 days a week. After a lifetime (since 15) of working every spare minute and then when a grownup, of working 50 hours a week--working 4 days is fine but I almost want to work 3 10-hour days. But then I would probably want to work 2 15-hour days. Then no days. I love my job, I like what I do, I like my boss and co-workers. I just have so much to do before I'm dead.