Back to Play around here - Field work: Day 8ish

It is 9:13 pm. Usually I start my report in the morning, setting goals and then write the fieldwork report in the evening before bed. But I need to get this going again, so I'm writing it all at night.
During the first 4 days or so of my fieldwork I was really enjoying myself. I hadn't felt so vibrant in a long time. Then the month and a half of my knee injury dragged me down.
I found the Exploration and Wreak the Journal books, so I'm ready to roll (for those new to this blog, you'll have to go to the early January posts to see what in the world I'm talking about).

So here goes;
Weight this morning: 216 (not bad in perspective, though I was actually down to 214 a couple days ago - but I'll get there again)

Treadmill - not today. Had early seminary pickup duty.

Significant Chore: Survive school and go to the LC center at Eisenhower hospital for a follow up scan on my thyroid ( I will not blog about this - old news, no big deal at this point)

Exploration Opportunities: I didn't think about it. I have been going through a depressive state - but I intend to turn that around by getting back to this project.

Fieldwork report: Yesterday when I was at the hospital for the first part of my testing, I noticed the artwork hanging in the waiting room. One painting caught my eye, but in time I realized the entire room and surrounding hallways was covered with the artwork of this one particular woman. They had vibrant colors, bold strokes and simple designs - but not at all childish. The artist explored and played with the medium - painting over clumped up sections of paper or tissue, scratching away paint to reveal colors or text hidden underneath. It was fascinating and inspiring work. Turns out the artist: Deborah Wyndham, or something like that, is the wife of the chief of Radiology there at the hospital (or something like that).
I made notes about a couple of the pieces that are now buried in my purse somewhere (including the correct spelling of the artist's name) At this point in time I haven't found anything about her on the Internet.
I was inspired again. Not only is art still drawing my attention - but the desire again to participate. I have this painting I did of a blue pot that I have been afraid to do anything with for fear I'll ruin it. But now I think I'll use some of the ideas I got from the paintings I studied at the hospital. Instead of the plain background, I'll move forward with some bold strokes and then go with my original idea for flowers that are inspired more by Picasso than nature. My initial intention was to play with color on canvass - so this returns me to my original plan.
So even though I started the day with no intention on creative exploration - I did keep my eyes and imagination open, so creativity found me.
I'm ready for a comeback.