Here is something I did last Sunday while listening to Perfume Genius and hanging out with Maris:
It's an unedited photo of a painting I'm working on. A work in progress. Can you tell yet that it's the ocean at night? I hope so. Really, it is so much more, though. It is an illustration of how desperately I need to be creative. Not necessarily an artistic master. Just creative. And I have to make time for this.
Creative Sundays.
Everything else gets done during the week. And, if it doesn't...that's ok. Sundays are the times to be creative: painting, photography, writing, reading, crafts, knitting, and so on as I could progress infinitely through these necessary things.
We need those times, friends. We were made to be creative. Let's do this.
