This last week found me moving again, from the house near Newport Market I shared with the lovely Jo, Adina, and Shahar, into a sweet little one bedroom that is a three minute walk from the studio. Three minute walk to teach my Wednesday morning yoga class. Three minute walk to Lone Pine for work. This means I don't have to drive my car. This means I am walking my talk.
The thing about moving, is that I get to look at the past for a moment. Old paintings, old sketchbooks, bowls I threw in college get moved with me. Sometimes I find them odd. These same hands made THAT? Ewww. But it's also a reminder that I've been creating for quite a while now, and will continue to create... I find that satisfying. Just a little aside. Now, back to work for on the tape sculpture. (I really must put photos up soon...)
2 comments:
It is TOTALLY the theory of 3's ... whatever THAT is ... but I believe in it
Mrs M
i have the same reaction to old work...even work that is only a few months old, in some cases. i guess time gives us a more objective view. it is a good feeling sometimes, actually...
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