Itching to Work

All of this retrospective unboxing is all well and good. But I am itching to get started on the new work. I keep telling myself I need an uncluttered start so that I can dig in and get messy. But... I found two of my favorite tools and now they are nagging at me to get to it.

I've had word that a new album is coming not this fall but by next. And Sting is releasing a new one in September. I really need to get the work out that Unendlich has inspired before there is new stuff to muddle the senses. Well... they don't get muddled as in confused. But muddled as in changed. Unendlich and Unverwundbar have been the Albums for this Summer. Last Summer it was Reim 3.

This Summer it is Unendlich.... the "we will go on", "for King and Country" and "these are the shapes of my soul" kinds of songs while Unverwundbar is the "everyday armor" I've been wearing so that I do not get duped again. Unverwundbar is a rockin' metaphor of Ephesians 6. I would not go so far to say that singing these songs like a talisman against false security is EXACTLY like wearing the "Full Armor of God" (maybe Indy should go looking for that next). But it is close in sentiment.

And with this music there is a certain color scheme that comes with it. While I am feeling the colors, sensing the lyrics as it applies to this time in my life, the time of hearing, I need to be working. I don't know why  I am hung up on the mess. I will thoroughly destroy the studio space while working anyway. It's part of the artistic frenzy. But I suppose I need the space to start clean so that my mind is clean. If only it didn't smell so much like a basement!

It looks like the next few weeks are going to be busy. I've got canvases to splash with paint and a print company in town to find. I swear that place is as hard to find on purpose as an entrance into Narnia!

Life's little Bumps

Or in this case a stone in the road.

I have been laid up for the last week with a severe kidney stone attack. It is my first. And it better be my last. This has been the worst Spring I can remember. First because Spring still isn't here. And second because I have been so damned sick!

I promise it will not be long before I am back. Today I have a window of opportunity to post between the fog banks of medication. The only good thing about this illness is that there is a lot of time to think.

Now what

So I was in the game and a friend took me to see some pretty amazing re-creations other members have built. Amazing is really an understatement of epic proportions. And while tooling around the Verse I realized that I could actually build that vardo I have been dreaming about.

I realized that I could paint or stamp panels to photograph that are designed specifically to build walls of things. So now I am thinkng ahead to next Christmas and what delights I can bring into that world. if all goes according to plan there will be quite a gingerbread house, the vardo and turretted castle with parapets. Can you feel the anticipation oozing out of me?

So the time to settle the monetart concerns draws close. And in that time I will have figured out what I need to get started on my dream life. I am fairly certain that the nay-sayers have not followed me here. So in a few short weeks I should be able to articulate some of those details. I have been holding my breath for so long I am afraid I am going to pass out.

And admittedly, jumping through a few hoops to throw some off the scent. I do really hate to be so cloak and dagger, but it has become a necessity.

Now that I know what a real sugar plum is, I assure you that I will leave them out of Christmases Future. Yuck! However plums dredged in sweet crystaline goodness that shimmer under twinkling lights is DEFINATELY on the menu!!!

I bought Enya's new CD "And Winter Came". The liner notes have the latin to one of my mom's favorite Chrsitmas songs. The great thing about it is that it gave me a chance to play with the limited typography apps on my laptop. This is the phrasing for the design I am drafting... my own stained glass window.

I've been drooling over Michelle's for so long, but I just couldn't really figure out what my window had to say. Then the song with the latin words and the concept of blended holidays that I have been wrestling with this year seemed to say shut up and rejoice. So my window shut up and got happy. Now if only I could find my non reproducing graph paper (the real reason I am sorting)... and the steady hand to actually draft a piece of architecture... I'd be all set.

Obviously i still have a thing or two to learn about drafting designs in this program. There shouldn't be that much white space under the text. And I thought I had cleared it all up... oh well.

So the move is truncated

The move turned out to be a big bust. However, much has been moved around. Currently performing the painful task of organizing and sorting my treasures. It somehow feels like I've been counting my money before the dealing is done. But i have to do it. There will still be an official move as brother is selling the house... can't be helped. But everything is snowed in/over/under and nothing is happening in the "real" world. The good news is that all this clean up has made me eager to play with my toys again. Then a gain it could be the holiday vacation I have had. Three days off! Yeah!

Artful Blogging

It's out. The second edition of artful blogging is in my hand. I skipped right through to get to the meat and potatoes first. My desert was on the front page. Homework designed specifically for me. Somerset reader.
I can't wait. I know my blog isn't what I want it to be. but I have had my eye on this kind of homework for a while. When Somerset Studio first came out there was an illustrated story in front. It was my favorite part of the magazine for a long time. I don't know why they took it out. Rather i can't remember. But now there is a whole new venue dedicated to it. A good reason for me to get my but in gear no doubt. More than that... I can't wait to see what everyone else has been doing in this vein.
I'm all goosebumply.