It makes me anxious, the separation from my studio. My normal routine revolves around large blocks of concentrated work time toward the end of the week.
But I'm craving the stillness that settles on me when I stand at my print table and push paint into fabric.
So I'll rush in, print and head back out, letting the time that I'm needed elsewhere serve as the drying period for the new work. I'll do nano second printings, quick and to the point but oh so necessary.