I’m still in the low-key August retreat mode that I mentioned last Sunday. If I had to sum up what this means, I’d say that it’s an effort to have some quiet, domestic, solitary time. What prompted this initially was small stirrings of depression: the telltale fatigue, the persistent sadness and darkening thoughts. I know myself well enough to know that rest and a lightened schedule can be very helpful when I feel this way. It’s often enough to draw me away from…

As August got underway, I decided to use the month as a kind of retreat. I didn’t have a clear vision of what this would be when I made the decision, and I still don’t. The past two weeks have had a staycation energy, though I’ve been working as usual. When I’m not working, I’m taking neighborhood walks, discovering local sights and sounds that I don’t usually notice. Taking advantage of my roof. Enjoying the less-boisterous quality of NYC in August. This has…

Normally I draft this Sunday post from my sofa or desk seat. Today, I put my hot cup of coffee into a tumbler, tucked my computer under my arm, and went up to my building’s roof to write it instead. The fact that I live in a building with a roof that’s suitable for sitting is so cool. When I moved into my current studio, this felt like a perk that was almost too good to be true. I immediately got to fantasizing…

I made a quick overnight trip yesterday to visit my best friend and her family before summer ends. My train was full, and on the ride up I was seated next to a talented young artist who’s also building an online business. The artist wasn’t only eager to tell me about his creative work. His eyes also lit up as he described the entrepreneurial solutions he’s found to support and sustain his art. As he spoke, I remembered how motivated I felt when…