I was going to try to write more regular posts, but as it turns out, I can only do that if I have loads of time to spare… and if I do have the time, then I probably wouldn’t have anything of note to write about !
But hey.
I’ve woken up at a ridiculous time this morning, so decided to just try to put some notes in order, before I head off to work – just as much for myself, than for the sake of blog writing.
I went back to the studio on Saturday, with boxes and boxes of materials. It was good to sort them out and see much I actually had, as while I was working at home, everything was shoved away in drawers , under the bed etc etc. So I didn’t know how much I had. Where did all this paint come from???
I’m also the ‘dumper upon on’ in work for all of the leaflets, business cards and flyers that should really make their way to the recycle bins, but actually end up on top of my locker ‘in case Wendy finds them useful’. It fits the company green policy if items are recycled, but I’m not totally sure that dumping them on me counts.
Anyway… as it turned out , two of the other artists were in the studio while I was there (we keep missing each other because of work commitments) so we were able to chat about plans for the future. The decommissioned billboard opposite was discussed… (How come I hadn’t even noticed it?) The Polish community close by (eh?) The cobblers at the end of the road which must have been there for the last 5 decades at least, but had never crossed my mind to use it any way – as a shoe repairer OR as a display for the boots I had in the Barnaby festival.
My mind was racing with thoughts. This is what the studio was really for – not just to pop in for the occasional bit of work (that I can just as easily do at home) OR as storage for the endless supply of stuff I have…
To discuss ideas.
It felt like something had been unlocked…… finally.
