My RTeeJay

My "RTeeJay"

I am always searching for text for my collages. And it's so maddening to scrounge around in the boxes and folders, trying to locate the perfect word. So a few weeks ago, I thought about how I could best organize text, and I finally decided to try keeping a journal. I will fondly call it my "RTeeJay" -- Resource Text Journal, and it will hold all of the interesting captions, phrases, words, letters that I come across, and have energy to cut or tear out of magazines, books, catalogs, etc. I'll also add pictures if I want to spice up the pages a bit (all words and no play make us girls run away....) I add just enough UHU paste glue to keep them on the pages, so they are easily removable.

Oriels on the Kitchen Table

I am in the midst of cleaning up and reorganizing my art studio...again! I think that it grows smaller and smaller every day...the piles have lives of their own and have created whole families, the ribbons multiply, the xerox copies shed pieces of themselves like cat hair, the books levitate and multiply and threaten to block the doorway! I can't see anything except the colorful chaos that preceeds my creative spells. I do know that, now. It was kind of an eye opener: this is part of creating for me. Mess begets creativity. Nevertheless, clean up I must before I start soldering. I am now pulling items and piles out of it into the den and kitchen, so I can sort and throw away more efficiently. HAH! My husband is going to be real happy about THAT! Mixed into every pile was loose oriels, so I corralled them, herding them onto the kitchen table in order to see what inventory I actually had for a craft show in July. A group of them looked so pretty on the table that I decided to take a photo.

Procrastination

Messy Messy Messy. Good God! I have a deadline....I have to reorganize my art studio.

Holy Moley!!!!! I've been spinning my wheels around this 4EVER. But I have to keep that deadline -- 2pm this Saturday -- so Linadria (I've hired her to help me market my necklaces) can see me at work in my studio. And Michael wants to come and take pictures for my marketing ventures and to submit to magazines.

Wonderful. I've tried almost everything except locking myself in the studio. I know that most artists deal with this. Except the ones featured in the "Artist's Studio" books and magazines. HAH! I've done this before, I can do it again. I can just feel my investment in keeping the status quo; if I don't clean up, I don't have to make new jewelry, I don't have to make money, I don't have to go out into the public's eye. I DON'T like throwing away anything!

Well tough, little lady. Get that whip cracking! Chew it up and spit it out! Divest! Establish order! Use those organizing skills you use for other people's lives! Stay tuned...I will be reporting back in.

What would it feel like to not procrastinate? To just feel my mane blowing in the wind?