Back to work on the book, at last.

Only now that I’m back to being a full-time artist do I realize how much energy a full-time job in a tech industry depletes all artistic sap. Today is the first day in four months that I haven’t written code. What a relief…I can actually feel my consciousness expanding. The deal is that when I’m going programming, I’m totally in, up to my eyeballs. I can’t stop thinking about the problems I’m solving when I’m off the clock. In the back of my mind I’m always processing, processing, processing. Now my task is to recover that left-brain energy and redirect it to my right brain where it belongs.

Worked late today

I had to work late tonight and there was no art done. I’m trying to be a calm person who accepts what is really going on — I have to work at a job that doesn’t thrill me. That’s the fact, Jack.

By the time I get done with my day job, I’m drained. My left brain has taken over for the time being. It’s doing what it’s good at, which is science stuff. When I was a kid my SAT scores leaned heavily toward math, but my heart titled towards being an artist. Then I was interested in writing novels and short stories. I worked at manual labor jobs for most of my life because they left my mind free to think my own thoughts when I wasn’t at work. Later the science side of my brain re-asserted itself and I developed a fanatic interest in web programming. It took 25 years for my right brain to come back to life. Hooray!

It’s a beautiful dusk. Pink and gold clouds are drifting in from California. Admiring clouds is a beautiful way to end the day. Now I can rest.