I love this statement. I am so at home immersed in my artwork, hours slip by and I hardly notice the blisters forming on my hands from working so intently. My eyes will let loose streams of tears because in my focus I have refused to blink. Blinking becomes a conscious effort that I have yet to master in this condition. I stand or sit in the same position without falter until I’ve reached a point I’m content with. And I love every minute of it with no thought of complaining.
by Michelle Rene Goodhew