061708
there.
i’m doing it. even though it feels weird.
at least it is not fake.
no picture. no art. nothing to show.
sure, i could dig up something. i have TONS of stuff.
but it wouldn’t be current or authentic.
and besides i am feeling so rebellious. so longing for change.
it is an odd transitional period right now for me
and i am mostly just interested in clearing out and lightening my load
(in preparation for the change, which *must* come)
i am sleepWalking and a little dizzy still, which requires regal movement.
i am attempting patience. i can’t really *do* anything right now.
so i am slapping leftover paints onto book pages.
clipping and glueing stuff i want to save. throw the rest away.
nothing pretty, interesting or marketable. just personal stuff.
no new images. i’m just so BORED of everything in my environment.
i know that is not a creative thought, but i am indulging it anyway.
in a week and a half, i will move margaret to california.
then come home and begin to make my own plans.
i have various scenarios of change in my head and i am flexible&open.
i have made some inquiries&initiations. i research.
we’ll just see what happens.