You know you're an artist when, after the boxes have all been unloaded following the big move, the studio gets set up before your bedroom! Granted I set my bed up first thing, but I have my priorities! As long as I can find clean clothes to put on each day that choice seems appropriate, and I can turn on a lamp to read my exhausted self to sleep... no real help needed there! Then, all is right in the preliminary weeks of resettling!
Today, I can say that my studio is up and ready to rock and roll! I just need a paying free lance job so I can buy all the ink cartridges for the big 8-color printer, among other things, to do some real damage in the world of visual communication! Please presume the last part of that statement also includes the constructive! Use imagination! Hey, it's in there even in the deconstructing... ha!
Now, I am not going into the gory details of the past two homeless months right now! It is mid-morning, I am starving and in less than an hour I get taken to lunch, so I am going to stretch my bones and sinew!
Someone else's healing visual imagery! Hold the vision with me...