Charlotte is just an hour drive for us. And while you'd expect to see swarms of Panthers fans, what you really see is lots of black and gold. Wearing your Steelers jersey while walking through the Panther's home turf will get you high fives, smiles, and nice comments at every turn.
We stayed until the end of the 3rd quarter. The Steelers were up 21-7 and we figured that was safe enough. Dad called us weenies for wanting to leave early, but I was hoping to at least get 4 hours of sleep before getting up at 5am the next day for work.
So why put this here? It's doubtful that you care about any of this unless you are a Steelers fan, and if so let me know so I can give you a high five next time I see you. What does any of this have to do with art?
I was planning to work on a new sculpture this Friday and Saturday. That plan held up until I hit the snooze button the second time four hours after I walked in from this game. The plan was formally scratched when I also learned that I'd have to deliver the sculptures for my next show on Saturday (about fifteen minutes from right now). So instead of making a new one I ended up bubble wrapping old ones, doing paperwork, and loading them into the car.
There is a balancing act that every artist must figure out how to do. You balance the personal with the professional. The artistic with the social. The family with the creative production. When that balance is lost the art suffers right along with the family or the social life.
And I should include a special thanks to my cool wife who smiled when she heard I was going to the game despite knowing this would be yet another day I wouldn't be around to help chase toddlers.