After yesterdays putter session in my studio, one can actually see the floor again. There is hope. Pretty much everything is in bins and drawers. Now to do the fine sorting and label, label, label. I like to know exactly where everything is when I'm working on a project.
Still much more work needed ... however, it is progressing.
|I'm very fond of this piece which I was fortunate to find at a garage sale. The tin punch doors are done by quite a well known local artist, and it fits into the niche like it was custom built! How lucky am I.|
A few more days, I may be comfortably ensconced ... working happily on my projects. I have no idea what I'm going to do with my large easel. It's currently on the terrace. Because of the way I had it built, it does not fit well in this space. I may have to sell it and have a different one made.
And now for something completely different (Anyone out there a Monty Python fan?) .... here's the latest mail art, ready for the post office.
We seem to be going through a period of nostalgia, and everyone seems to think yesterday was better than today. I don't think it was, and I would advise you not to wait ten years before admitting today was great. If you're hung up on nostalgia, pretend today is yesterday and just go out and have one hell of a time. ~Art Buchwald
A reminder that we really only have this moment, this NOW.