When I think of a saboteur, the word brings to mind several meanings. To sabotage work is to interrupt it or damage it in some way. A saboteur disrupts or harms work and efforts. At first I thought of all of the inner critics we all have as we create art, writing, music, dance, any attempt at expression. But, I have come to the conclusion that an even greater saboteur is time. Time is so valuable and yet, it can be absorbed so easily.
Today, instead of working on my illustrations for my picture book, I decided to create an image of how time pulls in many directions. When I tried to upload it to this post, blogger was unable to complete the task. Now, this is not a work of art. It is a cartoon of sorts but it is giving me grief! My time is so valuable to me and I resent the fact that I can't put my illustration on. I will try again, right now.
Here it is in all it's messiness. Trust me, it looked better before I scanned it
I think I'm better off photographing it. Next time I will. The scanner is not working as well as I expected.