My second full week has begun and I’m feeling overwhelmed by the projects I’ve dived into and excited to see them come to fruition. I’ve kind of lost track of the days - they all sort of look the same at this point.
head to the studio
nine or ten hours later, in a daze, head back home (I assume I’ve been working during that time but who knows what has occurred?)
embroider while watching Star Wars (update: I now cry during these movies for some reason)
stumble to bed
Someone has walked past me and informed me that it is indeed Monday. My dear friend Sarah Matesz and I have been hard at work creating a collaboration that will be available for sale at The Big Crafty on December 1st and 2nd. And I’ve been weaving (one of the activities that theoretically occurs in those nine or ten hours). This post is dastardly short but I hope you’ll understand that it is due to the whirlwind of productivity and altered, captivating rhythm that is an artist residency.