End of June, almost

Well, this is the last week in June..I taught my class on Saturday, went to Olwen's husbands 60th Birthday Party on Saturday Night and on Sunday, went to the NHHS Reunion picnic. They now call themselves "The DAWGS" on the T shirt (for Huskies). Things change. I saw my old friends Janice Chick and Liz Lorimer and their husbands and ate a really bad for you hot dog. Today I washed the car and made calls and came to the library. Nothing too creative, but very busy...I also watered the garden, such as it is. I will, when I get home, create kits for next Saturdays class, because we are doing Stones and it will be easier to teach if the stuff is ready in advance for them...less hauling. I absolutely MUST get all the excess crap out of the car, garage, house and etc. MOST IMPORTANT! I will post again when I have done some ART. I Did bring a cabinet from the kitchen to the living room for the stuff I need to work with so there will be some order around my work table. I could not be more boring if I took pills for it so I will close for now.

Endless Thursdays, not.

Well, this is the last class for my computer education, so I will only have the library from now on. I have been very busy every day because I had to start with a new medication for my heart and it required an EKG every day for 4 days...and then I went to see Hal and then, well, the day was just shot to hell. But, I am going to be able to take this new med which will supposedly keep my heart in sinus rythm, which means I can do stuff without so much worry about throwing myself into fibrulation. Also, I seem to have more energy...the old Medication had the side effect of making me drowsy and depressed and this one seems better...more will be revealed. I am in class for the last Thursday and when I go home, I will work on collage. I really need to get my ass in gear. I keep remembering Daddy Bob's message "Shit or get off the pot"...also, "Spit in one hand and wish in the other one and see which one gets full first". Good advice...but, I still buy lottery tickets and spend my time dreaming. That's OK...I am a really good person, who has worked hard all of my life and kept my nose above the shit line. If that is all I ever do, I think, at this stage, it is enough. The Art is just a bonus. ( It is also a lot of fun) So, now I am working on collage but I am thinking that I really want to and need to write. I have so many stories. When I was visiting with Hal, I spent a lot of time listening to his stories and his life is so interesting (and long). I asked him if he would ever write because I think it would be good to preserve his experiences in another time that will never come again. Then, I started to think that I, also, come from another time that will never come again and that I have had a lot of interesting experiences. Not to mention the fact that I think that I write at least medium well. Andrew is always telling my that my phrases are great...(he has praises for my phrases...oh god). So, Blah Blah Blah...Next entry will be more put together...maybe this new medication is to blame.

At Last!

Well, At Last I am working again! Calligraphy is over, Faux has started and I like all the people and it is JUNE! Whatever the reason, I am now getting productive. I spent 19 hours (7:30AM to 2:30AM) working on my inspiration stuff, putting all the stuff in books, etc. And, I am working on a collage I started a while back. A single arm with hand holding an apple over that xerox of the blue tree I painted with a couple of figures...started out all black and white and grey and I have glazed the hell out of it and ended up with most of the background and the figures buried under layers looking dark and mysterious and the arm and hand and apple I have shadowed and glazed and highlighted and glazed, etc. until they look old and interesting. I am really rather pleased with the result. It kind of looked garrish and tacky when I began, but with enough glazing, all things start looking good in the end. I do not want to be stuck forever in the original sin mode, so I will think on that as I approach the next piece...any kind of box is, after all, a box. My heart has been out of rythm a lot and I am trying new medication and I must be wary to notice if it is making me depressed or unhappy or sapping too much of my energy. I like being on a roll and I don't want to lose momentum as I go. It is all up to me whether or not I remain productive and working or slip back into the fog. I think you have to kiss a lot of fogs to get to the promised land...the promised land, of course, being a state of creative bliss. It does not really matter if I make sense or not, I think...I make sense to myself and that is the key. So, I look forward to the next few weeks and making ART...AT LAST!