Halfway

I'm halfway through this first month and still going (relatively) strong. It feels like this has been going on for longer than just two weeks. There have been a few times I feel like I've copped out a little bit, but I'm going to say that's okay. How can I say that? Well this whole project is about maintaining creativity, even if it apparently only happens after 9pm. Some days are bound to be better than others, and still more have the opportunity to be flat out lame. Two weeks has been quite a feat, but anyone can do this kind of stuff for two weeks - even a month. 

To combat my seemingly inevitable failure I'm going to need to set an ambitious goal. Originally I was just going to see how this goes. Maybe keep it up for a few months. Now, in order for this to really have an impact on my life, and to carry any sort of meaning, I think I have to carry this on for an entire year. I want doing something like this to become habit. I need the creative pathways in my brain to stay open and active.

So in that spirit, I present to you a bookend, hiding behind another bookend, in the tall grass, While those freaky sheep that are tied together (actually two "Kids tied together for the purpose of nursing" from the cover of Alessandra Sanguinetti's On the Sixth Day) battle it out. Some things can freak out even an elephant made of wood. I'd hide too. 

It's a wild, wild bookshelf.