When Emma was a little girl, she used to refer to “thinking” as thimpking. I try to remind myself of this when I’m tempted to take myself too seriously, which happens way more than it should, quite frankly.
Lately I’ve been frustrated because I’m in the middle of several projects where there’s no end in sight. I know self-help books tell you to congratulate yourself after taking even baby steps toward a major goal. But I’ve never been much good at that I’m afraid. My all-or-nothing nature can’t relax until things are neatly tied up …or not so neatly as is often the case.
Still, you do have to take a break from striving once in a while, and that’s where playing with pixels comes in handy for me. I can often finish something in Photoshop in one sitting—and it’s become a form of art therapy for me.
So what does thimpking actually look like? Not sure that I know, but I took a stab at it anyway. (Oh, who am I kidding? I just needed an excuse to fool around!)