
Emily Dickinson-keepinspiring.me
Each time I go up to my art room, I’m filled with the desire to make something I like. My head starts working overtime, swirling with the possibilities of what I can play with.
Lately I have been playing the game of, “Cleaning up my Art Room.” What this ACTUALLY means – unless someone is coming who wants to SEE it – is that I START gathering things up to clear off my drafting table and quickly get caught up by an idea for making something. “Cleaning” drops off quickly as I get out even more things in order to play.
Yesterday the cleaning up stopped as I started a new group of earrings. I found some things I want to try, plus I have a couple of new shapes, so I spent about half the afternoon up there, first painting one side of the earring shapes, letting them dry, then painting the second side. Last night I sprayed the glaze fixative on the side that was ‘up.’ This morning I sprayed the second side. Today I’ll do a bit more work on them in the art room, and then bring them downstairs, here to the office, where I put them together.
I love the fact that I have enough supplies to try a lot of things, ‘dwelling in the possibilities.’Â Even though things never turn out the way I envision, my time in the art room is priceless. Possibilities abound. I can escape from any stress. I can lose myself in the joy of the game, ‘What If…”
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