02/12/2006: "The state of one's room is the state of one's mind"
Sat. night I stayed up late doing some "spring" cleaning. I sorta spazzed out and suffice it to say that my entire house/studio is *really* clean now. I mean, I cleaned out the fridge, my bedroom drawers, I went through closets and removed paint stained clothes and ripped them up for studio rags. I made a small pile of nice things to take to Good Will (if anyone wants the last 4 months of Art Calendar let me know and I'll mail em to ya)....but mostly I dusted, organized, sorted and scrubbed.
Then I accidentally left a sweet potato in the toaster oven over night (on low) but my god, the place smells amazingly yummy today...I want to lick the walls! Plus, I discovered that the Innocence Mission's music is incredibly easy to play and sounds great on my teeny tiny guitar. (I want to lick the Innocence Mission's guitar)... sigh
Now that everything is tidy I can get back to painting. There is some kind of "Bell Curve of Soil and Sloth" involved in my artistic process. When things in the studio are great, everything else falls by the way side until some kind of critical mass is reached, beyond which I can no longer bear it...one day I'll notice I'm semi-concious, blanketed in fine dust of Cheesy Poofs and Liquin fumes...I'll drag myself out of the muck, clean up, and the cycle begins again.
For tonight I am a happy clean and (relatively decongested) girl; I will sleep soundly in fresh flannel sheets while visions of sweet potatoes dance in my head (to the tune of Tomorrow on the Runway Dsus2, Em, F#m, Em, A ).