tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248520476208250972.post8554364503855933492..comments2023-10-07T04:49:20.732-04:00Comments on Showing up for the Muse: Shadows through the woodsShowing Up for the Musehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11671722559627830243noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248520476208250972.post-26200140985375530802007-03-22T14:24:00.000-04:002007-03-22T14:24:00.000-04:00You are right- I remember another period in my lif...You are right- I remember another period in my life where I had no time for philosophical musings- when I had small babies- i guess if I was stumped I disguised it with keeping busy doing laundry/cooking/cleaning and all the other stuff that was waiting to be done. When I focused on painting I never had questions- or enough time!Showing Up for the Musehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11671722559627830243noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248520476208250972.post-62227577380169030902007-03-22T10:18:00.000-04:002007-03-22T10:18:00.000-04:00I think that questions about purpose arise when on...I think that questions about purpose arise when one has more time to devote to philosophical musings, and like you have said, keeping to the focus - as in your case, a painting a day - ironically dampens the need to contemplate the muse! You just keep with the discipline, which is inspiring! <BR/><BR/>By the way I received my "daily painting" of the cow in the shade of the hay. I have it on my desk, ready to frame.MacElfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13883739489492409793noreply@blogger.com