the home studio

I am working at re-organizing my home studio to create some office workspace now that I have the gorgeous studio at the art center. I want to get my record-keeping in better order and I will need a small file cabinet for all the paperwork that is trying to escape from folders. It is still sometimes a strange thing to be in need of something I used to own in my old life, and there is a brief, disconnected moment each time where I am imagining the place that the item used to live in my old home in my old life before realizing that it is not here with me now in this place. Having gladly given up the "things" for my freedom and safety, I wouldn't go back for anything. In this life everything I own would fit easily in the back of a pick-up truck, and there is something to be said for an un-fettered existence.

Slowly I will get this room re-organized once again... something that has been on hold with the rather sudden move to new studio space and time commitments there, and little by little I may even get some things done that have been waiting in the wings like getting that quickbooks program installed on my computer (my accountant and a friend who reads here will be delighted if I pull that off). The trick is to keep moving forward and not get paralyzed over the sheer number of things that need to be done and items ticked off.

I am not sure how to work any harder than I am, or to find more minutes in the day. I am not sure how to ease the growing pains of change and adaptation to the new life that is building. I do know that in my life I have always placed the focus of my attention somewhere else than on my needs, and now (finally) that pendulum is rightly swinging in a new direction. All the work, all the effort is leading to a new place that I cannot see right now..... I am just following and working and waiting.