Ready

The grey days, the false starts, the melt, the mud, the fresh restlessness of seeing bare ground. The warmth of constantly being above freezing and an end to bundling and unbunling whenever you go anywhere. Feeling small, new, little green things (who knows what they are) poking out of the bleek landscape. I’m ready for new projects, bubbling over with ideas and longing for straight from the garden vegetables, I’m ready for you spring. 💕

9/19/18 things

I’m kind of a perfectionist, it’s mellowed as I’ve gotten older, but some of those deep traits are still there.

I work in my studio occasionally ..actually pretty infrequently for having a dedicated space and I really want that to change. I’m not entirely sure what the hang up is, but I’m starting with a deep clear out, some monochromatic reorganization (to lessen my visual over stimulation) and a light shift in how I use the space. Can you have too many art supplies?

One idea is to move my stash up there and have an always accessible place for my swift and winder.

The finished idea motivates me, but I really really f-ing hate the process, the mess and the overwhelm. Oh hey distraction, I made a ice cream charm! (p.s it’s not strawberry, it’s bubblegum)

And there was also realtime ice cream distraction ..they may have went to the parlor without me, but they brought me home a pint of half melted Superman!

🍦💕