Letting Go.

My house looks like a bomb hit it. It is full of teenagers, icing sugar, power tools and laptops. Even worse than the house is the workshop. I have been holding off tackling this project, but now that summer is upon us, I just need to get to it. For the past three years I have been collecting discarded objects, bits of wood and other oddities to work on my art. I accomplished what I set out to do, but now it is hard to get rid of the leftovers. Today I started shoveling through the heaps. I know I should just load it all into a bin, but I don't have the heart - so I am slowly dismantling my collection and doing some building along the way. I know I will feel better when it is done, and then I can get on with my summer. I know it is going to be another great one.

From Memory

I have had a busy month - to say the least. I am not complaining, because it was my decision to take everything on. In retrospect, it was probably too much. But I made it through and everything was a real success. The fundraiser, the race, visits from family, massive projects around the house. The best end to it all was my art show. This show was two years in the making and was an emotional journey from the start. It was such a joy - every part of it. The best part was the reception. I was overwhelmed at the amount of support I received from those in my life and want to thank everyone who took the time to come to the gallery and be part of it.

Now I rest.