A confession about the investigation

I woke up today thinking back on my studio practice in Vermont, and how I left there with many still unanswered questions and a positive attitude about what needed to be done. Within minutes of this pondering I was wrapped up in my student advisee paperwork, and then making notes about the next drawing assignment for the ninth graders. I can't seem to keep the focus, find the time, or engage in the practice of being true to my artist. I am a wimpy artist these days.

Taplin sculpture in front of symbols of my investigation