Simplify, purify

I have tons of ideas lately. Like, five metric tons. Ideas don't weigh anything of course, until you put them on paper or canvas or whatever. I feel like I can't draw my ideas fast enough, which is wonderful and also frustrating. The hours in my little studio fly by! I think it's what some people call "flow." I had to move out of my Princeton studio for efficiency purposes ($) and I've made a space for myself in our upstairs sunroom. It's small, but it's turned out to be fantastic. I just have to make sure I don't get distracted by household stuff. Doing laundry is a lot easier than creating a picturebook, and so is mopping the floor. 

I love Disney animation. Especially from the 1950s. I wanted to be a Disney animator when I was a kid: painting cels, pencilling the in-betweens, watching my characters come to life, etc. In college though, I found the process of animation to be more tedious than I thought it would be. Tedious may be putting it lightly. Infuriating? The end result was beautiful, but I gotta enjoy my process. 

Lots of stories are coming up, and I'm keeping my fingers crossed. And my Happy Thoughts in the front of my mind. And pixiedust.