Whow, wheew, what a weekend. Life is certainly not devoid of drama, yet my reaction to it is different nowadays. I've found that place within me where creation happens. Although I may feel overwhelmed by the circumstances of my life, if I can just reach that operative place within me, I can also find a way to tweak my thoughts onto what it is that I want to happen.
During these years of art school I've found a rhytm of working that I like. Another way of putting that would be that I'm not as afraid of my own impulses anymore. I can follow them through an art day and through that I find the optimal flow for that day.
When I walked to the café today I realized that the last authority in my life is money. After I've carved away the voices of mom, dad, the art community etc from my authority lists almost completely, I notice that I've reinforced the authority of money over my life.