When I posted the pen pictures I noticed how infrequently I’ve posted on my blog the past few weeks. It’s been a combination of hitting a dry spell and an increased fascination with painting. In some ways painting hasn’t had it’s desired creative effect. Instead of inspiring creativity for writing, it’s replaced my writing. As I think about it, I think there are two reasons for this. The first is that my level of artist, painting is rather easy. That isn’t to say that painting is easy, it’s that I’m a novice painter with no real expectation of anything more. Painting is an avocation I desire to develop. I have no hope of one day hanging my work in a gallery. Writing, on the other hand, is a passion that borders on obsession. My desire isn’t simply to produce good writing. I want to produce something great. That involves intense thought and diligent effort. Writing requires the expenditure of significant effort. My painting is a leisure activity. Writing is work.
Now that I’ve made this discovery, it’s time to go back to work.