Renee Prisble
artist • observer • instructor

a right brained thinker shares her observations and insights through teaching, learning and making.

This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new…

Why on earth have I spent my life making art?

Making art so far has not helped me and has not helped others. These two things, quite frankly, in this order is the basis for everything that everyone does. So why on earth have I spent close to half my life’s resources of time and money on something that so far serves neither?

  • I am talented in the visual arts and this was obvious from an early age.
  • I grew up in a household that recognized this. My mom too, was talented from an early age in the visual arts.
  • My family supported my interests and talents as valid and worth while. Because I grew up in an affluent community, they also saw my talent as something to support and something worth while.
  • Being good at something makes one feel good. So being good at art and being supported and rewarded because I was good at something perpetuated my interest and pursuits in art, like viscous cycle.
  • The actual art world is pyramid scheme of money and popularity with a loose relationship to quality and innovation, just like any other industry. Consider my previous post and this story from NPR.

Lately I am asking:

  • What is valuable to me?
  • What is clinging? Does art serve us or do we serve it? 
  • Can I make art without ego?
  • Can I make art without making something physical?
  • If I am reasonably successful in art, as I dream it, will that make me happy? Will that make others happy?
  • Do I want to go to my studio or do I want to go outside and exercise?

Consider this short video on memes as viruses; ideas perpetuated against biological needs.

Good Art Is Popular Because It's Good. Right? : NPR

Have you considered what role chance has played in the day you will have today? Do you see the roll chance has played in other people’s lives?

I do not find silence uncomfortable.

Pothole - Breathe


Pedal - Breathe

Pothole - Breathe

Pedal - Breathe

Thought - Breathe

Pedal - Breathe

Near Death Experience - Breathe

I am a bike commuter. For one of my jobs I bike one hour each way up Milwaukee Avenue in Chicago. This artery of bikes, cars and shops is a residue of precolonial times. I leave very early in the morning usually when it is still dark out to get to my 8 am class at Wright College. The morning is the best ride. The city is mostly quiet. The air is cold. In the morning I may see the lovers at the corner of Milwaukee and Armitage, a young woman in fatigues and her boyfriend kissing, I love the gender inversion in this scene. Further north is the Shell station where the European men wait for work, and usually stare at me. The purple shirted students of Shurtz High School build up at the bus stops as I approach the school and fade away from the sidewalks as pedal further north.

I am commuting to work, just like everyone else. And just like everyone else, I often do this without a conscious thought in the moment. Just like a car commuter, I may end up at my destination not totally sure how I got there.

This is a missed opportunity.

Last ride I tried paying attention to my breath. It is irregular when I ride, but as thoughts came up I returned to my breath. Worries, back to the breath. Asshole who shouldn’t be operating a car, back to the breath. I tried a meditation technique, count breaths until reaching 20, start again. Miss a breath, start again. I never reached 20, but when I arrived at my destination I felt more ready, more calm. This practice I will repeat.

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Self-Assessment 14.2: Tolerance of Change Scale

This self-assessment estimates your tolerance of change. 

Git Er Done, Mindfully

Being under employed I struggle with my time management. Much time can be quickly lost to “researching” something on the internet that is barely important, and certainly not important in this moment. For this reason, and because I like getting things done I keep a running list of the things I want and need to do.

Making the to-do list

Break down each task into small accomplishable components. I don’t write: clean the house, instead I write: put away stuff, vacuum, clean the bathroom, clean the kitchen, etc. If a task gives me anxiety or I’m resistant to doing it I’ll break it down into even smaller components.

Using the to-do list

At the beginning of each day I sit with my list and choose a reasonable number of items to do that day. I put enough items on that I’ll feel accomplished by the end of the day, but not so many that I won’t complete my list. I try to vary my tasks so I’m not just stuck at the computer.

Getting Started

With THE WHOLE DAY ahead of me, I can totally just drink tea in the sun right? Well, yes I do that on some days, but if today is for the list, then I have to get started. I start with items that are easy or fun, like the laundry because that just involves at first putting clothes in the machine, nothing to it. Or sometimes I start with cleaning off my desk, creating the space I need to work.

Take breaks

After a period of hard work I’ll take a break. For me if I’m at the computer, the best breaks are physical, yoga, exercise or sometimes running an errand is on my list so I can do that to switch it up. I’ll also indulge in Facebook or some mindless computering, but I need to keep my eye on the clock for that.


When the list is done. I am done. Thats it. Finished early? Great, I can enjoy my afternoon off.

I’ve bounced around from lots of different list making apps, but currently the app I use is It works on iOS and Android and there is a web browser widget, so I’m never away from my list. Sometimes it syncs poorly, but mostly its great.