I feel like I have been in seclusion and I don't mind it. I started to clean out my art room and organized the the items I came across. Bit by bit I have been clearing out some of the "stuff" we had, or rather what I had accumulated over the last 20 years. The process is very slow and if I continue to work at this rate it would take a good year or two, but that idea doesn't bother me today - I have nothing but time.
There is so much stuff in this one room. I started my foray into art less than two years ago. I am surrounded by gel mediums, paints, adhesives, ephemera, text pages, old books, recycled treasures, colorful bits of paper, ribbon and beads...so much stuff.
I feel so tired. I am distracted by Newton - he would like to go out. It is these small distractions both externally and internally that seem to impede my progress.
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