Labor Day

yep, it really was labor day... I moved furniture and got about half way through the studio today. I am taking a break and writing my thoughts... (my back really hurts right now!). Artists are slobs, pigs at best. I know this, I am one.... As I sit here with my martini, I realize I will never change, my desk will always have piles of mail, art calls, outputs for previews, the studio will be strewn with scraps, unfinished projects I consider unworthy of finishing, in progress stuff, finished stuff, and sketched ideas that are gonna be great...but that I may not get to for over 6 months... (I date my sketches...) and its this that makes me crazy... About every 3 or 4 months I clean up, really clean up, move furniture, organize and prioritize and yes... throw things away. It usually takes two days, and I am exhausted when its done. But the studio is great again, I have room to work again, that ugly painting isn't staring me in the face any more and my daughter will actually spend time out there again! AHHHHH, another day of this and I will have a perfect space again. Well, perfect for me anyway.