So today so far has been one of movement. I find myself unpacking and discarding old stuff, some boxes I have not opened in years. I tend toward being a pack rat, keeping old bits and pieces of things and ending materials left after old art projects have long past. Most artists I know suffer from this; the accumulation of materials. It is a daunting task, one I certainly haven't attempted for a long time, but I today I am determined. To move forward takes concentration on what is of use now, today, not what could be used in some far off future. So I am sifting through and finding the treasure. What is funny about this whole process is the treasure doesn't look quite like I thought it would. It seems to be more like the treasure of freedom.
Curious are we? I guess you are if you are looking at this. Or perhaps you saw me giggling in some dark corner. Yes, I really laugh a lot. Wish I had a nickel for every time I've been asked that online. Irony is everywhere and most things considered serious are the things I laugh at the most. I believe in life the only truth is unconditional love, all else is vanity. Search and you will find me. In the National Archive of Newspapers. Looking over the produce at Piggly Wiggly. In a gallery or gift store near you. Standing behind you in line at the post office. You never know when I'll ask you "Can you help me start my car ?...I have jumper cables." You probably know me already, you just haven't MET me yet.
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