Double-Fisted

Double-Fisted

Yesterday was National Pie Day so I posted a pic of a British Treacle Tart I made with Brazilian acai sauce over on my Listen to Me Pie Lady blog.  It's a funny thing though.  After I spend time baking and posting my edible creations, I feel guilty about this blog.  Not really guilty about the blog, I suppose, but about "cheating" on my artwork with culinary pursuits.  Isn't that crazy?  I have been baking and cooking since I was 8 years old, I truly have.  I moved to San Francisco to be a chef, something I have written about before, so works in the kitchen have been with me for a long time.

But I've noticed a pattern within myself.  Too long away from drawing and painting, and I start to feel like I will "lose it."  I immediately want to test myself to make sure I still "have it."  I'm drawing all the time; post-it notes at work, doodles on the back of grocery receipts.  I don't even post all these things.  Yet, I needed to reassure myself that I could sit down and create a little line drawing after eating that slice of sweetness.

Here it is:  Double-Fisted.  Maybe it's my art self telling me to "get back to it" or else. (-;