Return to the studio — or at least I will be soon.
I went by the studio today to drop some supplies off and check to see where the retrofitting work was at.
“Today should be the last day” said the guy working in the back space. I’m not exactly holding my breath, but it did reignite a spark. The thought of having to go through all the damaged pieces was suppressing my appetite for being in that space. And, oh, it is all still sitting there waiting for me to try to figure out what might be patched or repaired or trashed. And, oh, there is cleaning and clearing that needs to be done (I think there always is in an artist space). But today was the first day I felt like I wanted to get back. I wanted to put paint to canvas (or whatever ground is waiting for me). I want to be creative and keep having the conversations with blank canvases.
It was nice to feel the pilot light of creativity burn a little hotter and brighter. Now I just need to get cooking.
But, I’m about to go on vacation to Hawaii. My life is pretty good.
Plus I might have some pieces in a show in May.
That helps light my fire, too.