well! i'm about to embark on my first 'show'... BFAF, a juried event that will be in oct. i'll be setting up my 10x10 booth space and really hoping the people that come like what i do...because, what would be the point of hoping they dont?
anyway.
this is my first official round of deadlines and requirements! i'm nervous and excited.
i still need to sew the pieces for my teal tablecloth, which i will put my antique suitcases on, w/ jewelry and such inside. hm, and black or clear zip-ties to put the framed pieces up with onto the grid stand i've made. oh, what about the canvases? wire 'em. ok. yes, i'm thinking out loud to you, i hope you dont mind. sometimes the onlooker doesnt realize how much goes into a simple production, so maybe that's why i'm letting you in on it.
if you had asked me even a year ago if i'd be trying to make sure i could do financial transactions on my cell phone, i would have looked at you crooked and w/ raised eyebrow. why does honesty not rank high in, well, any category of our society? i mean, why should a person be skeptical of checks? i'm probably one of the few people who live in a 'no debt is best' mentality. like right now, i have a little bit (though i guess i'm technically able to pay it) and it kinda bothers me. hm, seems my parenthetical is more telling than i'd like it to be, am i such a miser? interesting. see, this is why i'm doing this blog! i've just revealed that i love money.
drat.
i guess i should go ahead and finish it off then, so i can not be bothered by either thought! ...it's just nice to know i have a buffer in a country that shifts and sways everyday. interesting that we are still one of the most stable. maybe we are, maybe we're not. but we act like we are, so i guess that's how we get away with it! i'm so ready for voting season to be over! national politics is like a bug bite.
back to art! art is much more fun. art is my freedom. my ship to sail, my sky, and yet my earth, my solid place. solitude is my canvas. not sure where to go w/ that thought, but it came to mind and i like it. i do seem to find more clarity in quiet times, when i can be in my head w/out disrupted flow of thought. it's not often i really take advantage of those times. i'm house sitting, and i've not turned on the tv...were i at home, in the moment of pressing boredom or flighty distraction i'd grab the remote and bam - several hours - gone. and no blog entry, no poems, no restoration. amazes me how we do things that we know kill us inside.
like not drinking enough water. how do i manage that? i even like water. i'm not one of those, "i dont like water therefore i drink anything that is the opposite of water and cause people to wonder why i'm still alive" types. i just dont think about it. could prolly count the days i've not had chapped lips on one hand. if i could stay hydrated my mind would likely be sharper, and i wouldnt be so easily distracted...and my blog wouldnt feel like a butterfly dipping and floating to so many different flowers, and hardly landing on any of them. it's a theory anyway! you'll know if i get that sorted, i'll have a logical book published that would talk about it.
