I’m an INFP, according to Myers-Briggs (that’s Introverted-Intuitive-Feeling Perceptive) and this means I have a lot of unfinished projects. I’m thinking about them this morning, because today is a studio day. I’m considering which of my many unfinished projects I want to work on.
- My deciduous Magnolia painting. It’s very close to being completed, so it would be good to push it a little closer to that finish line. Though I doubt I’ll actually finish it today. I have trouble working on paintings for more than a couple of hours. I get bored.
- The second large painting in my sacred geometry series. This particular painting has been living in the imaginal realm for a good long while and I’d like to start bringing it through the portal into manifestation. Unfortunately I came to the conclusion that what I have already on paper is not going to work. Which means I’ll need to start over on constructing the very complicated septagram. Or just go with it. I probably should just go with it. INFP’s are perfectionists, so letting go of that a little bit might be good for me.
- I also want to do a series of small paintings from our trip to Acadia, and I already started one. Small paintings are fun, though they tend to remain unfinished more often than large ones.
- There’s writing projects, too. I’m working on a collection of poems that play with different forms. There’s also a Tiger Poem that I’d thought would be fun to illustrate and put together as a book.
- And then there’s the nuts and bolts sort of stuff. Cleaning my studio, for one. Researching journals for possible submissions. And I have a bunch of paintings that need to be framed.
And in all of this there is an underlying question that begs to be answered: Where am I going with all of this? And honestly, I don’t know. As an INFP, I am all about process. I also like to do things in an untraditional way. So maybe I can figure that out, somehow, that question of destination, while I make my merry way through the forests of my imagination.