It's that time of year when holiday plans and errands compete with work for a person's attention. To remain calm and somewhat productive, the best solution seems to be to enjoy the change of pace and go with the flow, while simplifying things when possible. It's never an easy act to pull off. I always have a little grouchy, scroogey resentment towards the activites that distract me from painting. But I can also see that the traditions of the season are part of the lovely glue that binds family and friends together and they are important in this big picture.
The stereotype artist is someone who ignores or defies family expectations, who does not procure Christmas trees or stuff stockings. This person would likely be found in the studio on Christmas Eve while the rest of the family sings carols round the tree. This person is self-centered, a loner who drinks to excess and wears a lot of black.
OK, so I wear a lot of black. But please tell me if any of the rest of that applies to me and I'll try and mend my ways...meanwhile I have some Santa cookies to finish. My best wishes to all for a festive and refreshing holiday season!