So it's been two days since I've been back in Pennsylvania and I'm getting back into the groove of making. Boy does it feel good. A little Dave Brubeck playing on the radio, that smell of the garage brings back memories of old times. But getting to the heart of the matter, I'm working again. I can't begin to describe the feeling of detachment I felt without my space to work. And that I must be carefull so I am not to lose such an integral part of my life, my history of being and becomming what I am now. Although I still don't fully understand what that is exactly. However I think I'm getting closer to that- like the way an old steam engin gets going. Florida was complicated but it certainly if one thing helped me know how much I love art. (from that feeling of displacement and void of making).
I digress.
There is no doubt in my mind these following months will be the most productive time of my life.
1. I will not procrastinate.
1a. I will not procrastinate
1b. I will not procrastinate
a. I will not procrastinate
Like Picasso said: "Only put off untill tomorrow what your willing to die having left undone."
