And the spring goes boing...

I tend to be a pretty controlled person. I am wound tight, some would say. I think I really have got to figure out how to let go a little. I am mentally very hyper. My mind goes at warp speed at all times. I never loosen up. As a matter of fact, I have the tendancy to be so stiff, clinching my muscles, in my sleep that I wake up sore.

I think this tendency to be so controlled has been a virtue for most of my life.

It lends itself to stubborness, a trait that is a definant plus, and I am quite sure has lead to my survival.

It served me well when the boys were younger. I lived life on a schedule. I was a stay at home mom for most of their lives, and I ran a tight ship. Clean house. Manicured lawn. Tidy kids. Bed times, bath times, meal time. Etc.

But now, as I am getting older, and they are too, I think it is time I loosen up a bit.

I know being wound as tight as a spring has an ill effect on my art.

Many times I will start on the road to something adventurous and new to me, only to scale back and create something more controlled and neat. I like my results, but really wish I could get on the wild side.

While I am working these kinks out, have a look at this Etsy shop. This artist seems to know how to take a walk on the wild side.

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