Still finding pockets of art/craft/enchanted items
That
Really belong
No where else
Than the studio…
Which means
Every week
I go up thinking
Time to paint…
Only to realize there’s yet another
Bulk dump
Of stuff to sort and put away
Poop!
Trying to make sure that
Absolutely anything
That isn’t in a category
Belonging to this space
Gets either sorted into its proper place
Or tossed
It’s working!
It’s working!
Even when I’m not up here
I am jotting down
The itemized moves
Like a slow motion
Large Scale
Tetris game
The windows and mantle
Moving some plants into place
Cozy…
Why don’t I have the “fire” on???
This cool desk setup…
Ed got me for Christmas
Can’t you just picture
All of the sewing machine projects
Or
As the large portion on the left tilts up
For computer work
Could be utilized as a drawing or painting easel!
Trying to hustle with getting some stuff settled
So I can
Get something started
ASAP
Omg are those kettle chips! Mmmmmm… hungry… and a cup of tea! That’s the one drawback to having the studio upstairs…
Maybe I should keep an old kettle up here for tea, and a few pantry items… Or a mini fridge full of iced coffee… oooooo! Mini kitchen? Hot plate and microwave lol! Over the top!
It reminds me of visiting friends at their studios… big old creaky wood floors, a maze of hallways barely lit at night… next to the river by the old grammar school… just a futon on the floor and candles… doc martens and black cardigans… red lipstick and paint everywhere… push pins with every kind of inspiration and bits of journal entries, like an altar to creativity… I remember the smell too. Metallic hints from strong paints and supplies, incense, cigarettes, old wood, and hints of dust on old radiators…
Until Next Time,
x~J aka Painter Le Fay
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