Today was an organizing day at Art Shack. Fixing the framing display, unpacking and pricing, contacting people to pick up their special orders, setting up a new display of face paint, and a bit of accounting. Stopped into the international grocery store after work, and then home cooking and unwinding.
Back in the studio: Raw art journalling- meaning: not pretty, no recipe, not for display and perhaps not for sharing. Where it is raw, it may not even be finished. Those pages have a tendency to get layered.
Savored: Listening to a youtube Mozart playlist all evening. I not only used to play him on my flute, but a dear mentor once gave me a cassette with many of his piano recordings and when I hear those songs especially my body melts in relaxation and memory.
How I felt
Truth? Exhausted! I'm going to catch up on some sleep debt after this. As for how I felt about my art, I felt freedom. I'm pleased I didn't force myself to 'perform' to any 'rules' today but allowed a mess, allowed it to get ugly if needed.
Jason needed olives for a recipe but forgot them. I bought them spontaneously. Kee hee! he's planning a romantic dinner for me. It's not a surprise anymore, but I like it better that way. I'm not big on surprises.
1. home made Asian noodle soup for supper was soothing
2. tranquility and peace while knitting and listening to music
3. the change of the seasons, the early dark in particular feeling so cosy right now