OOH OOH OOH! Getting closer to the Art-Is-You Petaluma retreat! Trying to stay positive and not sink into regret about the money impulsively spent due to the disappointment of India’s August workshop being cancelled. The vacation will be short for such a long trip – I leave on Wednesday, Sept. 19, spend three nights, and return on a red-eye flight Saturday, Sept. 22. I need to suck it up and deal with the logistics of it, which includes a bus ride at rush hour Wednesday and on Saturday night. A fun adventure in a place where I’ve never been, on my own, and two workshops with artists that I adore. HOOT HOOT HOOT!
In case you can’t tell, my anxiety has been a bit high. It seems to happen this time of year.
I aced my first test in my early 20th century art history class and will take another test on the Tuesday before I leave. Which means I need to get going on my reading this weekend. It is a difficult textbook, but I do love the art. Not so much the theory and philosophy and battling critics behind it, but that is part of it. I ran into the professor in the parking lot the morning of the first quiz and joked with him with a brilliant smile since I’d had a chance to crack down on studying and felt good about it. He said, “I’m glad that you’re not mad at me.”
Still transferring the posts from the old blog, and I hope that I will complete it before the serious deadline of Oct. 1 when it goes away. Right now I’m in the middle of 2008, which was a tough year for me, and it is quite depressing to read the posts. Also it is distressing that I will lose many of the comments of my friend Terri-Lynn, who went to another place. I will need to keep my spirits up while working on 2008, because unfortunately the last half of 2007 was even worse for me. Once I make it past then, it will be easier.
Sandy made a suggestion to move my loom into this room behind a folding screen that will keep the cats out, and I am almost ready to do it. At first I said no, there will not be enough space. But now I think that I could do it with a little shifting of furniture. I know that I would weave much more if my loom was in the house. I moved it to the back building because Miss Lucy ruined several scarves by scratching on them while they were wrapped around the front roller. As long as I keep my yarn stored in the back and the cats away from my loom, it would probably work out great, so I may try it. An added advantage would be that I won’t have to heat or air condition the back building as much.
I think that I am going to take my tapestry loom down to the gallery and do what I need to do sitting at a table in the back room. That way it will get done with no distractions – I just won’t leave until it is done.
Politics has a lot to do with my depression right now. I am still much better than I was a couple of months ago, since I doubled my anti-depressant dose. I have hot flashes less frequently as well. My ob-gyn told me that might help with the hot flashes. I never made a connection between the brain and my hot flashes before he told me that.
I hope that the weather forecast is right about the temps going down the next few days. If they do, I’m going to put on long sleeves and pants and tackle some yard work that has been ignored too long because of the heat and humidity.
Still getting figs and butterbeans and field peas but the people who cut down the trees next door trampled some of my herbs and a huge part of the fig tree has bent over the field pea patch. The silver lining is that I can reach a lot of figs that I could not before. But this tree will have to be severely pruned some more this fall.
slowly she turned 