As the weather improves, the spring cleaning bug hits many of us. Eventually the “art room” must be tackled, always a hazardous undertaking because of the many unexpected finds tucked here and there. So many unfinished pieces of work, and so many memories about what was going on in my life when the work was undertaken. It is difficult to complete cleaning tasks because so many projects (pastels, watercolors, and even an oil painting) still beckon to be completed now or, at least, that a decision be made about them. Doodles and sketches abound, mostly made during embarrassingly many hours ‘wasted’ watching the evening news over the past nail-biting sort of year. Frames and matts need to be sorted through…and books continue to pile up despite mostly having no connection to the art efforts at least not so far. (How to connect democracy, climate change and other readings to art…that is another unfinished project?)
The vision of more space in the room–still just a vision–and the notion that greater work can be done with less clutter spurs me on. It helps that the weather outside is glorious and beckons… and it will be possible to go enjoy it once this is done.