Time flies when you're......

So much time has passed...I have been really busy with packing up the house with an eye to selling it OR fixing it up to be more liveable...if I stay, I want to do Mosaic in the bathroom, Kitchen and front porch...The Mosaic stuff will be the hardest to sort and part with...it is a collection that I have been working on for years and years (maybe 20, certainly more than 10) It is horrifying the amount of stuff I have thought to make Art with...and the BOOKS!!! I have packed 36 boxes of books and discarded several hundred in the process. They are all Art books and I have learned whatever was inside, or lost interest in that particular form (for now). Anyway, I will try to sell them although experience has taught me that my selling skills are lacking...a lot. Andrew and Melissa will be coming from Pennsylvania for Stephen's Birthday in August and they have promised to get all their stuff out of my Garage so I can assess it as a storage space while getting ready to sell. Also, they have given me a ticket to Pennsylvania for September and I will attend the wedding of her Father and his Lady, Suzette. I am making their gift which I will not disclose here in case they read this. Anyway, back to the saga of the declutter and the move. The reason I could release so many books is that I finally realize that I am able to do most of the things that are in them and also that I no longer need a crutch to create a class or to copy a design, etc. I can simply draw a design or create from scratch anything that I want to do. I know how to work in so many areas of Art...It is amazing that I did not start the process (really) until I was in my 50's. I was awed by Artists, but did not know I was one until then. I really need to write about things that I know...and also my own quest may possibly encourage or help some one who struggles with their own shyness about themselves and their abilities. I just went to the NHHS reunion Picnic on Sunday, the 29th of June and got to see old friends...we went to Bob's after and I had a Memorial Hot Fudge Sundae...I enjoyed EVERY spoonful...I must say, however, that Ice Cream has changed since the 50's...it is lighter somehow and more airy...the old ice cream was more like homemade...dense and rich and much more creamy...also there was a lot more and thicker and more wicked hot fudge then. Everything changes while you are riding the waves of your life...still the Hot Fudge Sundae was yummy and I did indeed enjoy every bite...After the reunion I have thought about Aging and how, if you could not keep track and there were no mirrors that mostly you would not know how old you really were...sure, there are aches and pains and leaping from rock to rock on a hike is but a memory, but the Carole self that I knew in l953 is still alive and well inside me and sometimes I do not know that I am 72.
Another thing to report is the statue I am posing for with Tanya Ragir. She is doing a series of women's bodies of various ages and I am the 72 year old model. It is a nude statue and it looks exactly like me...I had to get over myself and my little ego stuff about fat and creases, etc. It is powerful and really womanly...makes me realize that I am not dead yet so I better get my ass in gear and Live, Live, Live!!!! After all, in October I will be 73...if things were different I would not know that...and, except for not being able to leap from rock to rock I would not know about October, I would not know my age will be 73...I would just be the Carole self I have always been...wouldn't that be loverly????