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What I Learned Before 2018

Another year has come and gone. I’m doing my art thing, and luckily I still love it. That being said, it can be quite challenging at times.

I seem to learn a big lesson every year, especially through the chaos that is the holiday season. This year was no different, although I would prefer to learn my lessons without feeling like I am dying. I came down with what felt like a small case of the black plague in which I was pretty much incapacitated and struggled to move, let alone work.

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Because I am hard headed, I pushed through it and got to work in the studio. Which always ended in me feeling worse and crashing. The next morning I would feel slightly better or worse and I would push myself again. This pattern continued for several days, until I just couldn’t push at all.

To my surprise my internal conversation had become vicious. I felt like I was a worthless waste of space because I wasn’t working.

I paused for a moment to evaluate my thoughts.

Rafi sick

I realized that I was pushing myself hard because I was afraid that if I took time off, I would cause irreparable damage to my art career.

So here is what I learned from that experience:

  1. If you’re sick, take care of yourself, the hell with work.
  2. If you love what you do, be careful not to turn it into work.
  3. The world will be fine if you take some time off.
  4. Working hard is not the same as working smart.
  5. If you start taking yourself too seriously, stop.
  6. Just have fun, life is too short to be caught up in seriousness.
  7. Don’t try to impress anyone, you’re already impressive.
  8. You’ve got nothing to prove, just follow your heart.
  9. I love chicken soup, lime, and cayenne pepper when I’m sick.
  10. It’s OK to binge watch Netflicks when you are ill.

Yup… life changing if you ask me 🙂

 

 

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Under The Weather

As I prepared myself to drip some paint onto canvas, and make sure I didn’t try drinking coffee out of the wrong cup again (Paint taste nothing like coffee by the way), I found myself feeling a little uneasy. I looked down at the blank canvas trying to grasp the fuzzy image I had in my mind just moments earlier, but I couldn’t seem to focus.

I don’t tend to get sick, so any time it happens, it catches me by surprise. I looked up at the imaginary mirror in front of me and said “Oh shit.” Immediately my mind went into overdrive, telling me all the things I did that would bring about a sickness.

“Maybe it was that guy, that one day, that coughed in your booth.” My Brain said.

“Maybe Klee kissed you, and she’s a carrier of some kind of strange virus that hasn’t been discovered yet.” My Brain continued.

“Maybe James gave it to you when he breathed near you.”

“Maybe you should chill out.” I said out loud.

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I mean, if I’m sick, then I’m sick, and I take care of myself. But driving myself crazy trying to figure out how it happened is just stupid.

So, I decided to take a break today… Let’s see how I feel tomorrow. The painting is there coming together slowly in my mind as if I were actually putting paint to canvas, so that is taken care of.

I would say that today has been a very good day. If there was anything I would change about today, it would be my dramatic response to being sick… I was quite whiny for a good portion of the day before I caught myself being obnoxious. Luckily, Klee didn’t seem to mind too much and she was pretty fantastic at being just as sweet as she always is.

So, here’s to being under the weather and enjoying a spell of whiny, over dramatic, self indulgence in resting it up.

Rafi