There is no spanish moss in my studio. No weeds in my refrigerator. But there are colonies of clutter all over my world.
I've been diligently collecting, cluttering, and obfuscating for several years now by painting (using paints of this kind and that, paper, and mazillions of mostly cheap brushes, oh and also cleaned out yogurt cups of water or paint), drawing (in sketchbooks I go through every four or five months or so with pencils both Ebony and numero two and colored, magic markers, and just about any thing that might make a good mark), and sewing (with all of the fabric and thread and needles and pins). Within the same small space I've also been busy writing and researching (several different unrelated stories from history and fiction), paper doll making (with all of scrap papers from old paintings and scissors and little metal brads) and image and idea collecting from letters received, magazines pilfered, and anything that smells like inspiration...
I'm sure that the hoarding tendencies I've got come from my family of keepers. Like the spanish moss analogy, my creativity often covers floors, tables and chairs and keeps me from realizing what stuff I have. Not just objects, but ideas.
Last night I participated in a really lovely 'craft night' with some friends. We all brought projects to work on and well, I was the bag lady with so much stuff that it practically covered the tables and threatened to overtake my friends. In part because one of my friends, Gabrielle, is a professional expressive arts coach
was there it occurred to me to self-diagnose my ridiculous cluttering and acquiring for what it probably is... a blockage that needs to be cleared.
Today, I was on a mission to clear and clarify. It feels great to throw out the tiny little pieces of randomness, recycle the paper that is not big enough to become a doll or a letter, and put a huge pile of books and workable things in boxes to donate. My goal was simply to put like- things with like- things. So now, I am happy to say, I have a clear table for the making of whatever I want tomorrow and several huge ziplocky bags full of fabrics sorted by kind and use (never again shall my cottons and knits mix!),and a clean refrigerator too.
Now, as if through magic, I have fresh energy for...finding out more about the Goods of Conscience brand and Father Andrew's ethical fashions (and how they can translate to my own sewing and saving the world efforts)...thank you Craft magazine for putting the good Father on the cover of your latest issue!
maybe making something for this shoe show that should be pretty cool considering the fine artists involved and the history of the shoe factory turned into a warehouse packed with artists...
sitting and thinking. (That's what Dr. William Thomas said lead to all of his Eden Alternative ideas and good work...)
continuing to try to blog more and find more linkity links that are worthwhile for anyone who might be reading this (speak up you troublemakers and tell me what you wanna know...)
Alright then, thanks again for listening and saying whatcha want to say...
ps that's my Dad's picture from last week's visit to the Lamberton Conservatory...