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Poppy Fire by Nancy Medina
16X12
Oil on Archival Panel
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Poppy Fire is the newest daily painting in Flower Mound Studio, as I continue to navigate these new waters as a full-time artist and a former corporate employee.
Every now and then, I still wake up at 5am with a panic attack, thinking of the annual meeting in October (which I no longer have to attend), the quarterly Board of Directors reports (which I no longer have to compile), and the hours ahead sitting frozen in a chair, counting the hours until I can be back in my studio. Those sitting hours are over now, and I'm reminded of how much I loved my first job as a reporter, because it meant I was never sitting at a desk for more than an hour at a stretch. We had a big white board in the main office of the newspaper where the reporters would Sign Out. City Council Meeting, fire chief interview, special election coverage, and quite a collection of assignments filled each square of the board, depending on what I was covering that day.
It's official now, I've signed out of corporate America. I'm not sure I could ever hold a desk job again, now that I've tasted this freedom again. I know how fortunate I am to have this opportunity, and I don't take it for granted. Working until midnight has never more enjoyable, than now - I have a canvas covered with color at the end of the work day!
Every now and then, I still wake up at 5am with a panic attack, thinking of the annual meeting in October (which I no longer have to attend), the quarterly Board of Directors reports (which I no longer have to compile), and the hours ahead sitting frozen in a chair, counting the hours until I can be back in my studio. Those sitting hours are over now, and I'm reminded of how much I loved my first job as a reporter, because it meant I was never sitting at a desk for more than an hour at a stretch. We had a big white board in the main office of the newspaper where the reporters would Sign Out. City Council Meeting, fire chief interview, special election coverage, and quite a collection of assignments filled each square of the board, depending on what I was covering that day.
It's official now, I've signed out of corporate America. I'm not sure I could ever hold a desk job again, now that I've tasted this freedom again. I know how fortunate I am to have this opportunity, and I don't take it for granted. Working until midnight has never more enjoyable, than now - I have a canvas covered with color at the end of the work day!
