Saturday, October 10, 2009
I need a nook. I am currently nook-less. Like many of you, I have a lot of stuff. It seems to go with the territory as us artists are potential-o-holics. Things always have potential to become something cool or beautiful or whimiscal or just simply, something else. And so we save and purchase and hoard things that have potential until one day, we look around and wonder why the studio feels so claustrophobic. Did I mention that I have a lot of stuff?? (Maybe a virtual studio tour is in order.) Anyway, I have realized that in all the neatly restrained and color-coded stuff, I am in serious need of a nook, a little space to curl up and read and sip French vanilla coffee and just breathe. When I was hanging my show in the furniture store the other day, I kept getting distracted by all the furniture, specifically the overstuffed (no pun intended) chairs. I could imagine myself snuggled into one of those chairs, wrapped in a quilt, gazing out at the lazy cows who wander the neighboring field. Then something interrupted my daydreaming and I remembered that there's probably no room for another piece of furniture in my already stuffed apartment. It is definitely time to commit wholeheartedly to using what I have and making space where I can. And that can mean, most definitely, making time to breathe, time to snuggle, time to cow-watch. In a pinch, the couch has nook potential.