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Purging in the Studio

July 7, 2009

Purging in the studio is by necessity a solitary endeavor, so now I get to spend some days separating things into stacks and piles, tossing, donating, and sharing some things with other artists. Today has been productive already. As always, things seem more overwhelming than they really are once you dig in.

I had a whole stack of large still-assembled used canvas stretchers. I can’t tell you how many times I looked at that stack of stretchers over the past year or so, wondering how in the world I was going to find a home for them. I know I could have used them later on, but I truly did not want to hassle with putting them on the truck. I can get more.

And then just yesterday I put out an email blast to the local art league, and this morning two delightful artists came by at separate times and picked them up. How easy was that? That gave me a big sigh of relief and courage to keep going through more things.

Then there were the three remaining boxes of wonderful magazines that Candace Knapp gave me to tear up for collage. I knew time was running out for getting more good stuff out of them. To solve that, I’m going to take a very well-earned break now and give myself the pleasure of sitting down for a while and going through those magazines and tear out more pages. Then I’ll toss the rest.

And then the biggest accomplishment of all this morning was moving a bunch of tables and studio stuff off the remaining piece of carpet that has been on the floor since the early 1990s, so that I could roll it up and take it to the street. My son and his high school garage band had spray painted graffiti all over a bunch of carpet remnants, taped them together with duct tape, and put them on the floor for band practices.

Later the carpets turned out to be perfect for painting, because they already were painted. This morning I just had to take some pictures to document my son’s and his friends’ art.

Big accomplishments today!

Lessons learned? Procrastination always comes back to bite you.

Break time.




11 Comments leave one →
  1. July 7, 2009 5:18 pm

    Did you keep a snip of the carpet? I actually like the look! I bet you are visiting a lot of fond memories as you go through things. xoxox

    • July 7, 2009 5:51 pm

      No, Joyce — I didn’t save any of it. You’re right, there’s no telling what I’m going to come across in the course of packing.

  2. July 7, 2009 5:59 pm

    Glad you took pics. Brings back fond memories (and some foggy memories – haha).

  3. Sandra permalink
    July 7, 2009 7:26 pm

    Art obviously runs in the family! What an enterprising thing for your son and his garage band to do. Enjoy the magazines, you’ve earned a good sit down!

    • July 8, 2009 5:56 am

      They were enterprising indeed. To the point of marketing themselves right into the local concert venues on weekends, putting out flyers at music stores, the whole thing.

  4. July 7, 2009 7:58 pm

    Lordy! Do I remember the garage band days! Kevin and Jace have kept up the plunking but the neighbors are thrilled that they are grown and gone! I remember donating some egg crate foam to the cause after a particularly strident session that had the neighbors drinking straight eights of Valerian!

    I didn’t see the skeleton foot in the pix, but I know that it’s there! This is a work or art! Too bad HCC or one of the other local music dromes couldn’t take it as memorabilia! How ’bout the Castle????


    • July 8, 2009 5:57 am

      Too bad. It’s gone. But just between you and me, I didn’t want to scrub off the remains of the dog accidents.

  5. July 7, 2009 8:00 pm

    Well. Hell. Just have to look at the middle pix. DUH…..

  6. July 8, 2009 5:25 am

    Oh but you DID save parts of the carpet – just by photographing it. Betcha at some point these find their way into a digital collage. 😀
    Just think of the possibilities!!!!

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