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Date: 05 April 2004 00:19:12
My inner artist is having trouble getting any nearer the outer surface of my body, unfortunately.
Yesterday Elicia and I tried some oil painting. It's the first spare time we've had since 1998 and it was fun to do something that we've both tried briefly but never felt good at. I know you have to practise to get good, but it would be much more exciting to discover some hidden talent that would blow away the world...
It's freeing in itself to do something that you know you're not particularly good at, and probably never will be but like doing anyway, in a relationship that is not judgemental. My inner artist might be one-eyed, semi-conscious and lacking opposable thumbs, but at least he can Express Himself.
Sort of.