I spent most of January in Europe. It was the trip of a lifetime, but four weeks is a long time to be away from home. When I finally got back to Colorado, I wanted to curl up and sleep for a week. Unfortunately, there's no rest for the weary, at least not during NaMoPaiMo season.
Of course for me, administration is a bigger part of NaMoPaiMo than painting. It's also the part with all the drama. None of it was too terrible this year, but because I was so tired and burned out, everything seemed worse than it was. In the end, we painted six hundred ten models. I think most people had a good experience. I certainly, hope so anyway.
|photo by Missy Shaw|
After the clinic, we went home and I checked in on NaMoPaiMo. It was going fine without me, so I was able to enjoy the next item on our agenda: the BreyerWest swap meet. I had a table and sold just enough things to cover my purchases.
This was a good thing, since I pretty much bought one of everything Nichelle Jones had for sale.
This was a really fun night. For the first time in a long time, I wasn't even a little tired.
Sunday was also a good day. NaMoPaiMo was finally over, and I celebrated by manning a NaMoPaiMo table in the BreyerWest Hobby Information Area.
It was also highly nostalgic since we visited the same cadaver lab where I took an anatomy class as an undergrad!
BreyerWest's last hurrah was a group dinner at Denver's oldest restaurant, the Buckhorn Exchange.Like BreyerWest, NaMoPaiMo also stretched past its official ending date. I spent most of the first part of March finalizing the results, making collages and packing and shipping some three hundred and fifty prizes. I didn't mind this part. Somehow, the total hobby immersion of BreyerWest had cured the hobby burnout caused by fatigue and NaMoPaiMo.