Monday, December 27, 2010

Getting Empty

Change. Everything changes. Perhaps that is why so many of us go to such lengths to keep things “just as they always were”. I went into my studio and began to put large canvases back into their original plastic bags. I packed a few more boxes and did my last creative thing in this space: I set up some charts for the Guild to which I belong. It will not take long to empty the shelves, drawers and horizontal expanses. The delay is at the other end where we have “a lot of work to do”. In the meantime I can do some mourning. “Inspirations” has been a wonderful place in which to paint and share. I so enjoyed the freedom of the openness, the possibility of keeping things organized, the quiet corners in which to read, write and create in other ways. I loved the light. Even without the windows there was light. I loved the pegboard which made it easy to hang pictures in progress, paintings for sale, ideas in incubation. Now it is getting empty, no longer mine, less and less intimate. Time to move on. What has the change brought? Many gifts. I have often thought how much more convenient it would be to have all my stuff in one location. True the office is still in the house but everything else will be in the garage. I will no longer buy two of one item. I have a lifetime supply of full spectrum bulbs. Rent will be a thing of the past, the space will be mine for as long as I want it. It will be cozy, everything within easy reach. My students will enjoy sharing the area and seeing first hand my latest endeavours. We will inspire one another. So “Inspirations” will continue, inspired and inspiring.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Mary

Mary Before

Mary After


I did some painting this week! Mary is done. Maybe. As I was applying the isolation coat I noticed the blue in the hair. It may need just one more glaze of burnt sienna. I will think about it. Before I add the varnish. Martin was filling boxes and emptying others as I was doing the painting. Several recycling bags stood at the door. I had decided canning is not going to be part of my life anymore. One easy decision. As the shelves became more visible I took a break and rearranged things a little. Martin was wondering if progress had been made, after all, the horizontal spaces were just as full as they had been… I assured him that, yes indeed, progress had been made. I must admit there is some more decluttering in order, among the seashells. I love seashells. They are not so easy to let go. Perhaps a few rocks, leaves and vases could follow suit. I might run out of jars…. Hold on there. It is not as if we are going to stop eating. There will be other jars. Decluttering. What to keep? What to toss? What to send on? It feels so good once the decision has been made. There are other decisions in the offing as well. The new storage unit for large canvases will be built. Martin asked, “Where?” I pointed to the west side of the garage. He sighed, shook his head and said, “We have a lot of work to do.” I agree. We have a lot of work to do and this is Christmas week. So let us put some seating in the living room, plug in the tree and make merry. Have a wonderful Christmas everyone.  

Monday, December 13, 2010

My New Studio

The Garage

Today I went into my studio for the first time in a long time and packed up all the paints and liquids that could freeze. I am not sure if the heating will be cut off, I am not sure how bankruptcies and foreclosures work. There is a pile of boxes and pails ready to go sitting at the door. They are headed for the garage. I am so looking forward to keeping the rent! However, there is a small challenge with regard to space… So this is the before picture of our garage, my former teaching space. It will be totally revamped. I am thankful for all the shelving that is available. Emptying it is the first order of business. My wonderful husband is presently choosing boxes he would like to reduce and store elsewhere. Our garage was never a garage. We knew that when we built it. Our vehicles have never graced the threshold. The big double door is just for show. It has always been a space in which to create and share. It used to be that my painting would be put away when my students came. This time it might be that the teaching will take a back seat. In any case a major decluttering is in the offing. It is amazing how much stuff is accumulated over sixteen years. And the statue? Well, that is something else I do. The restoration is just about complete. Done before Christmas. Tomorrow and Thursday will be my last classes before this season’s celebrations as well. It is all in the plan. Tonight I will paint another wall or two before I put my head cold to bed. Who knows? We may even put up a tree.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

A bump in the road.

Martin's Office Before
Martin's Office After


I began this morning by giving this entry a title. As it turns out there has been more than one bump in the road yesterday and today. At this point in time I wish I had several back up blogs. I do on occasion but I have used them all lately. Let us just say that recently life has been… interesting… a challenge… an adventure! I joyfully entered my studio yesterday morning and savoured the moment. It had been two weeks. I guess it would have not been quite that long if we were dealing solely with home renovations. Add a new renter for a new condo which needed painting and a daughter moving out of another…. Well, we managed to get things done for Sunday. Monday was glorious, delicious, until the phone call. Sometime during the afternoon I listened to the messages on the phone. One was from a lawyer. I do not often get messages from lawyers so I answered that one immediately. Not good news. I have approximately three weeks to relocate my studio. The business from which I was renting has gone into receivership and I cannot stay. I completely forgot my blog. I left the house to race around the city attending to other unforeseen matters my daughters had asked me to do when Sarah invited us to have dinner with her and we accepted. The evening passed so quickly and I fell into bed late that night. So this morning I sat down and wrote the title to my blog…. The phone rang. Had I forgotten about the medical appointment for which I had promised to be a taxi? Yes. I managed to get to Anna’s place in just over half an hour and she handed me the slip of paper with the doctor’s address on it… the other side of the city. One traffic jam later we were only ten minutes late. Dropping Anna off at work I stopped in to see Sarah; she had called in sick. I spent the major portion of the rest of the day with her, bought a few things and stopped at the studio before I came home. Four men were moving things out. Murals. They had been under the assumption that all had to be moved by tonight…. No. The end of the month maybe. I decided to go home. There is a limit to how much chaos I can handle in one day. I had reached it. And my home renovations? The floor is in. And there is one room done. Martin’s office.