The cookies last night didn’t distract me for long. Neither did playing a video game. My mind wants to fixate on the death penalty project. This isn’t a bad thing at all, or at least I am trying to convince myself it’s not. I always feel so centered when I am on fire about some particular creative idea. The problem is that my attention deficit mind tends to hyper-focus quite easily to the detriment of the rest of my existence on this blob of dirt. When I am finally able to focus on something, it pretty much becomes the only thing I will think about. Sometimes it feels like that thing is the only thing I can think about. I never said I was sane.

I have three solid ideas at the moment and three very rough sketches to remind me of what I was thinking. That’s a good start.

One could lead to a fairly “normal” painting, if several shaped canvases stacked one in front of the other to create depth could be called a normal painting. Even if that idea doesn’t come to fruition, the concept I had for creating depth with multiple canvas covered boards is a keeper and something I do want to explore further. The only problem I am having with the initial idea is that it’s a comparison of two things that has been more than a little over-done and over-used, and I don’t think I could really do it any better than anyone else has. In other words, there are sure to be others submitting works with the same basic idea behind them. That really won’t do, but I’m going to keep mulling it over, because just maybe I can find a new angle to look at it from.

One could lead to a fairly abstract and modern painting, but my mind wants to go down the road of seeing it as a sculpture (which is also acceptable). In fact, it’s wanting to be either a hanging mobile-type work or jewelry. I know, that’s more than a little odd, but I can see it in my head. It will likely change a thousand times again in the next 24 hours. Once again though, it’s an old idea and almost cliche’ in nature. The difference is I think I can do something creatively different with this one.

One is a concept sketch for what I would call an out-and-out editorial cartoon. The idea is original enough, but I don’t know if I can execute (interesting choice of word) it to my satisfaction. I am not my father. Pen and ink or marker cartooning does not come easily to me. In fact, it barely comes to me at all. I’m going to keep poking at and maybe it will transform into something that matches my particular artistic skill set.

I’m going to give myself until the 6th at the latest to scratch and scribble around with these ideas, and then one or more of them will have to be settled on so the work can begin. That doesn’t leave much time, but if the pre-planning is well thought out it shouldn’t be a problem. I may putz around during the planning stage, but once I get to work on something, I move fairly quickly. The one thing I can’t do is procrastinate at all. I don’t see that as being a problem seeing as I can’t force the ideas out of my head or ignore them no matter how hard I try.

I did have two other very nebulous ideas last night before laying down to take a nap. Both of these are sculptural. I made notes, but they both seem somewhat time consuming, so I may have to save them for another time.

I laid down around 4 am this morning for a nap … just trying to clear my head. It didn’t work, and I woke up too tired to do any of the usual morning housework (aside from making Lin’s coffee). Probably a good thing. I am still feeling those insane cleaning urges, and I really don’t think a third day of flying around the house scrubbing and washing is going to me me feel any better physically. I’m still not certain if it’s a cold or allergies, but something has got a hold of my nose, throat and lungs, and it threatens to be pretty nasty. In fact, I am considering seeking medical attention, and you know how I loathe to do so. Sometimes though, it’s actually necessary. I have yet to discover a way to home treat sinus and lung infections, and I get one every year during the spring. If I start getting that vile taste in the back on my throat and the phlegm I am blowing out my nose and/or hacking up with every cough starts looking odd, I’m just going to make an appointment somewhere. No idea where, since we are so “rich” now I can’t use the clinic anymore.

I really ought to go grocery shopping today, but naturally, I am finding excuses and ways to put it off. If I make fettuccine with crab Alfredo sauce tonight and convince Lin that we need to have Freebird’s burritos tomorrow night, I can officially put off going to the store until the cat runs out of food on Friday. We’ll probably be out of milk, bread and Dr Pepper by then too and going to get more consumables will be absolutely necessary. I have to have my DP, you know.

Enough babbling for now. My eyelids are heavy and I need some more sleep. If I don’t go lay down right now, I’ll be awake all day, and that won’t do anyone any good at all. It’ll only make me more ill and I won’t get anything accomplished aside from becoming peevish over art projects … which is something I actually do well enough asleep. Some of my best creative thinking happens when my conscious mind is off and my body doing nothing.

Gods I hope Lin wants Freebird’s tonight rather than tomorrow night. I already don’t feel like cooking.