Ok everyone, the summer’s over and it’s time to get back to work.
I’ve been thinking about my studio. Mia, my best friend from college, gave up her half of the studio and now it is mine all mine! Including paying for all of it.
And ironically, this coincided with my first period of not going! Does having a studio make me an artist even if I don’t go?
Is a studio the same as a gym membership?
Actually I have been very frustrated about not being able to get there. I have so little time at the moment. From now until Christmas I am working full time, to help out in the busy period in the project I work for in my non-artist life. I’ve negotiated doing my full time job in 4 days, but that means I’m too knackered to do much on my precious extra day.
Gone are the two and a half leisurely days I used to have. Now I cram what I can into the time available, running from one place to another, snatching a few hours at the studio at the end of an already long day.
Bob’s new job in a 7-day a week project has had the unexpected benefit of giving me weekend days when he is at work. But the disadvantage is we don’t see each other and we don’t get to go to exhibitions together which was a favourite weekend thing.
Little time does focus the mind though, and I have managed to almost finish my Cow Lane book ready for a 30th September submission deadline. I am very proud of it.
Today I can’t get to the studio because I have calls to make to contacts for the Farfield Mill residency. They are already a bit overdue. I will have to put off my session with the fundraising consultant because I haven’t done my homework.
Back to the treadmill.
