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I’m playing a waiting game.

I have things to do and make, and have written a list, but other things have to happen before I can get at them.

I am up to my ears in organising school arts week. I found myself writing an email containing a list of all the things I do to make this event happen. And I decided I was too cheap, or doing too much myself and not delegating.

The trouble with delegating is, you have to not mind how someone else does the job you’ve given them. I think I am a control freak.

However, when it is all done and the week arrives, I love it. The timetable suspended, the school filled with creativity of all kinds. I have the biggest smile on my face, just from beholding the joy of children playing and making and thinking and getting messy.

I am also organising (but not on my own) LOAF13, my baby arts festival that has grown from small seeds of a life drawing show a few years ago, to a small but diverse collection of arts: life drawing, painting, textiles, ceramics, and a bit of this and that, plus the year’s output from the Rebellious Quilters, plus a few crafty stalls, and my shed installation which houses and comforts a selection of poets and musicians, singer songwriters from all over the place.

There’s more information on my website if you are in the midlands on 6th/7th July and find yourself in need of cake and live music… (if you do, please seek me out and say hello!)

www.elenathomas.co.uk/events

The shed itself is in need of a refurb, which I spoke about in a previous post, but due to my injury, still hasn’t been done, and the weekends are getting eaten up. I can see myself getting up at 5am for a few days just to get the bloody thing done!

However, when this too is all done, and the weekend arrives, I play host to all these gloriously talented musicians and songwriters and poets, and sit and watch them, as if they’d only come to play for me. Another big smile!

So the waiting is going on in the back of my head… I have stuff to make and stuff to work out. Looks like it will be a summer holiday job now.

SIX WEEKS… (but 5 weeks to wait) at this point in the term it becomes a beacon of hope, a holy grail, the light at the end of the tunnel of report writing and box ticking. To be able to start something and work on it solidly, uninterrupted for days. Chewing at it, unravelling the knots of problems, just nibbling and gnawing away at it until it makes sense…. Or you robble it up in a ball and throw it into the corner of the room with bad words. Either way, bliss.

Can’t wait!


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