The month of February has been exhausting. So, I’m coining March as My MissingInAction MONTH. I need to disappear. Granted going to work and the occasional look or two at fb is inevitable but I need to focus. Like I said, it’s time to implement the plan.

March 1st I will commit 31 days to a strict regiment. (This sounds daunting.) And honestly what is propeling me to even stick to this crazy idea? 31 days of ME getting up “ON” time, TRYING to work out before even getting to work, making sure I work on my art on a daily basis, and tons of other little things that I need to stop, like smoking and spending money on frivilous things. I must be insane. Seriously.

Why does this seem like torture? I’m a lazy artist who hasn’t reached her true potential. I graze here and there like a giraffe in the wild. I need to become the lioness I am outside of my art life and attack my dreams and goals like a tiger taking down a hippo.

If I don’t give it a shot… will I ever change? Will I ever grow into the artist I dream of being. As my friend told me today… “Success flows naturally to people who are consistenly productive.” Now, I am obvioulsly some what productive. And I can admitt I AM LAZY. But… if I plan to own a small business and be running around like a chicken with its head cut off because I’m booked with photoshoots, meetings, and whatever else… I BETTER GET MY ACT TOGETHER.

“Yeaaaa…” March 1st. If only you could see my face. It’s turned up, as if I smell rotten garbage or better yet, as if I have to sift through it to find my golden coin.

I’m still trying to find my own artistic niche and be CONFIDENT in it. If I can get up at 5am, (maybe 5:30) and workout, get to work on time, come home, and just paint, take pictures, do research and etc for 31days straight, I think I’d be a lot further than I am right now.

Or am I going about this all wrong. Just maybe. But I think that’s the doubt talking. Granted the lazziness in me is not to thrilled about the working out part but hey! I am not asking to be the best artist at the end of 31 days but learn about myself and who I am as an artist. Yes, the waking up part will be grueling but the chance to freely pursue my art with an “OPEN MIND” and NOT get upset with the results is going to be a beautifulllyODD challange.

31 days of me posting my experience, 31 days of me being a conscientious and an accountable adult, 31 days of doing something new with my art, 31 days to KICKIN ASS

*LOVE ME
beautifullyODD

I AM UP FOR IT. (exhale)