Today I worked on clearing my work space. Having my whole life in one bedroom makes things a bit cluttered and messy. I am one who covets the minimalist lifestyle but on the other hand I am an artist. I don't know if the two can exist together and if so I'd love to know how you do it. Seriously!
I do have another bedroom up here that is full of my kid's crap, two beds, a sofa etc. I really would like to get it either cleaned out or at least organized. I am a lousy housekeeper, simple as that. I am the type who feels it isn't my place to take care of someone else's stuff. You know, it is so simple. You clean up after yourself and I will clean up after myself. Unfortunately this isn't how reality works and I need to quit thinking this way and just take care of it myself. I get tired of asking only to get lip service then I get to be the nag and bitch. Some people's ideas of I'll get to it means never.
I get to clean up after everyone and it is a real problem because I feel I have better things to do with my time. But the universe says I need to get off my unicorn and deal.
I want this to be a positive blog and I can see already I am complaining. Of course that is one of the reasons for doing the cards. To find out WHY this bothers me so much and WHY I feel so helpless and WHY I feel I need to control my environment etc.
I went to a therapist for awhile and she said I had high morals, I shouldn't have gotten married as I am a free spirit, and I can't see the forest for the trees. She said take all this anger and make art. I thought who in hell would want to look at that sort of art? I have a lot of anger. A lot. I hate to waste pricy art supplies with my anger. I like pretty things. Funny things.
Well, now I realize that isn't really me. My funny art is really a deep source of anger and loathing and sarcasm with negative energy. Self hatred. My therapist was right. I need to make art. And Soul Collage is something I can make without a lot of product waste and I can also keep it private unlike a 3' painting.
And so it begins...
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