I can’t shake this feeling that I am at some sort of cross roads.
No doubt it is simply due to the changes at work and the past couple of months spent working in offices that are being permanently closed.
The constant negativity from customers is certainly enough to get a person thinking that it is time to make a complete change.
And yet, I still enjoy my work.
The stress of it all has started to manifest physically. Last week, zit explosion, and then yesterday I woke up with a ripper of a head cold, something I haven’t had for a couple of years.
The weather has been a little dismal too. Winter has arrived with a good dose of rain and cold and combining to make me want to simply crawl back into bed, pull the covers over my head and not come out until September.
But life goes on, and armed with my cold and flu drugs, i will be out the door this afternoon and back on the counter dealing with all the “why”s and the “That’s awful”s.
There was a job though, that I was really tempted to apply for. I was dithering, and my loved ones told me to have a crack and I very nearly did.
A promotion, more hours, a new location and plenty of challenges.
What wasn’t mentioned though in the job ad was the start times…4.30 am Mondays, and 5 am the rest of the week.
Yeah, nah, …not that interested, so I think I wont waste anybody’s time and give that one a miss.
Some of you might be wondering about the art. Especially as my sporadic posting recently has hardly mentioned it.
Last class tomorrow night and then I am finished with that school.
Sad to be leaving my mates, but I am over the management and their quirks and the whole second term of abstracts was simply the nail in the coffin.
After the “Paper Boy” which is a great painting (if I say so myself) we had to do an abstracted still life of cups.
That poor canvas suffered three attempts before I finally called “enough”
Surprisingly, someone liked it and we came to a great arrangement/trade and while she is happy, I still think I came out better off.
The final project was to be done in the style of some joker by the name of Conrad Marca-relli.
More abstract with the addition of collage.
First thought “UGH”
Not a fan of his work from that what I have seen, but I cut, and pasted and painted.
We again got told to use a limited palette of colours that were chosen for us. Again directed to choose from certain shapes -this time 50’s & 60’s furniture (WTF????)
The end result, well, all I can say is “meh”
And for the final week, I plan to work on my own thing.
A night time cityscape, something I have wanted to try for a while but have been stuck messing with these ridiculous class projects.
So that is where my life is at the moment.
Doors are closing, offices too. Next week will be a new location, still unknown and Tuesday night will be home, most likely anyway.
Despite the job not being quite what I was hoping it would be, there will be other opportunities to stretch my wings, I am sure.
For now though, I just need to take those cold and flu drugs, pack my box of tissues, plaster a smile on my face and get on with my day.
And look forward to whatever adventures life throws at me.