NOT A SCHOOL DAY

Today TODAY IS SATURDAY. Most people long for the weekends. I don’t know if I would say I wished I did that too. Maybe. But I prefer the days when I work. When I get things done. 

What I do in this moment is getting some sunlight and – if I care to listen – enjoy some of the birds singing around me. This is important too. 

This morning I looked at some old articles in newspapers about things I’ve done. It is a long time now since anyone wrote about what I do. Seven years to be precise. That was from when Annas and my book was being released. 

In the eighties, newspapes wrote ones in a while about artexhibitions that I would have together with my mother, or alone. In the nineties, newspapers wrote about me sailing with my husband at the time. And towards the nineties some was written about my art and exhibitions. And then came year 2000. It was from then and oneward these articles I read this morning were published ... 

It is tricky when I do the portraits, because they are not supposed to be seen until they have become official. So in this way it is not so easy to write about me now. Or is it because for the passed nine years I have worked 50% with another job that did not force me to take my art as seriously as it deserved?

Life goes on. Year after year fly by. And you know what? I can get so frustrated when I feel I do not use my time in a wise way. 

Now I will pray a little. That, ateast I know is a good way to use my time.