I’ve been so exhausted. Sleeping doesn’t help. I decided to take myself
to the beach for a walk today. Even getting myself motivated to do that
was a chore. But sure enough, some sea air did me wonders. I think art
school is a little like marathon training. It is all consuming and is
very draining. But the only thing that seems to energize is more
training. The beach was my classroom today. I went on a search for
strange things. I dug around in seaweed. Looked for rocks of just the
right size, and poked around for beautiful refuse. I fond this odd
little two wheeled wheely-do. I could push it along the sand with the
stick I had found earlier. I tried to get it to go as fast as I could. I
played for a long time rolling down the beach. I sat on a log and left
my wheely-do for someone new to discover. Now once again energized, I am
off to the studio.