Getting lost in drawing is a luxury I rarely allow myself. I've spent the last two days in the studio...just drawing. It feels like I've been to a spa or something.
What do drawings mean to me? I really don't know. The activity absorbs me. I forget everything else in a way that I don't think happens with any other activity. John Berger
I did the weirdest thing today...very wierd. I was at the dollar store, picking up some supplies to make valentines...fun! On the way to check-out I passed some cheap fake flowers...yes, I did just say fake flowers. I put some in my cart. I bought them?! Now what do I do with them?
Tonight my kittens made food and credit cards out of paper and opened up a store in the studio.I was their only customer so didn't get any work done but it was nice to be there with them. I love my studio. It's warm and it has all of my favorite books and stuff all around me. It's the nicest part of winter, that I have a place I want to be. My sister Em pointed out that it is a space that has thinking room. Thinking room is good but I remember feeling the same way in my downstairs bedroom and in my 5' X 7' studio in Vancouver. It's just good to have a space that is mine, no matter where it is.
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it might be time to make a flower covered bonnet - hmmm.
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