Mwah ha ha ha. What could be more fun than rummaging around in a pile of garbage and creating order and weirdness. In an art discussion last week a friend suggested that all of these creations might not actually be (ahem) ART. Well, is having fun an art? Is expressing your passion an art? Is enjoying life with your friends an art?
You know I think it is. The art of joining in, of being willing to be brave when others might scoff - the art of trying new things that seem strange at first. The art of foolishness and dada. You either get it or you dont. And that's okay too. I love it that we all have a point of view.
I loved the comment Judy left on my last post; "Welcome to the world of rust and junk. Glad you could join us freaks." It made me smile a lot. I am glad to be in the land of rust and freaks. Maybe I always have been.
Now I can't wait to get to the Dollar Store and 2nd hand store to score those little bits of things that delight me. I'm beginning to get the hang of it.
After 4 days the gel is still not dried in Oregon. Ack! I've held the heat gun on it so long that it actually started bubbling. Still wet. Next time plaster or caulk which always dries overnight for me. I bring with me my palette of sherbet colors. Peach, apricot, melon and lime. The food palette.
Finally a use for those burned out little bulbs and blown car fuses. And springs!! Don't even get me started on springs. Thank goodness John has a shop full of junk.
I saw the first dandelion blooming outside so spring for me is officially here. Lots brewing in the cauldron - and heads up - time to sign up for Art and Soul Portland and Squam Art Workshops in New Hampshire. Go to Nina's blog and read about Squam; you'll want to go there if you can.
This morning I filled the last page of this particular journal. Time to say good-bye to my therapist and friend. I did gesso stencils on the last page and consoled myself for looking my age. It felt good to hold my own hand and assure myself that life still holds much promise.
In case you can't read the caption on the image that shows a fork in the road, the sign on the left says, "same old shit" and the sign on the right reads "crazy new shit". You know which road I'll take. Every time. Now go make art.