Reading rock n' rollers tales of their debauchery and self discovery has made me realize I have much in common with them. Their names? Duff McKagan ( Guns n' Roses) and John Taylor ( Duran Duran ). Their books- It's so easy: and other lies, The Pleasure Groove. Who would have thought?
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Pretty
Am I pretty? beautiful? Can I take a good selfie? What is my best light? My best angle? Do I have too many wrinkles? freckles? Is my nose too big? Forehead too high? I have been told I have a perfect mouth. Twice. Am I smart? Am I talented? Am I funny? Am I nice? Does it matter? In the end, This is what I have.
Holy April! The birdies are singing and I am once again able to get out of bed before 8 am. Major accomplishment. I have the longer days to thank. Now the winter of my discontent is over, I have to put the geraniums back outside and clean the horrible window frame in the back ground.....it never ends, but goes round and round.
January Cha cha cha
I am obsessed with storage. Anyone who knows me will attest to this fact. I like to put things away, label them, sort, donate and throw out. Its my cardio. Its my therapy. I like systems for things. I hate looking for things. When I was a child, I used to organize my room every night. I could not go to sleep unless all my dolls were in their nighties and my books were neatly stacked. Not much has changed. Except now my dolls are in my storage locker, packed neatly away.
Rearranging
Well, the place has been rearranged and the new furniture is coming soon. Does the inside reflect the outside or vice versa ? I used to have a friend that was convinced that if she changed her hair, her whole life would change. My life has changed drastically in the past year without new furniture.....who knows what the next few months will bring?
I was chatting to a fellow artist today and we lamented the fact we as artists find it challenging to constantly update our websites/Facebook/Twitter...etc. Other artists we know are updating their online selves every minute of the day. The business person in me acknowledges that I live in the age of the internet and that much of my value as an artist is determined by how plentiful and current my online information is. I have yet to go on Instagram. I'm on Twitter but seldom tweet. But the artist in me only wants to update when the moment feels right......what a conundrum!