Thursday is the day that I normally set aside time for myself to go on an Artist’s Date. This is time strictly set aside to going somewhere that benefits, refuels, or inspires my creative side. I like to think of it as taking my inner artist out on a literal date – like I have to woo her so she’ll stick around and not go into hiding. This past Thursday, however, came and went with no Artist’s Date. My intention for last week was to spend the entire weekend away being inspired and making things. Like an Artist’s Date on steroids.
Chris an I had been invited by my very good friend Jill and her husband, Brad, to spend the weekend in a cabin (though it ended up being more like a multimillion dollar house made up to look like cabin) on Lake Placid in upstate New York. Being that Chris is an avid skier with little extra time to make trips up north like this, and my opportunities to see Jill are few and far between, we jumped at the chance to take the trip. Anticipating beautiful scenery both in Lake Placid and on the long drive up, and knowing I would have time to wander, sketch, and maybe even get some artwork done, I decided to count the trip as my fourth Artist’s Date. Continue reading