You know those little niggly things, they just don't seem to go away, you think you'll just get those two done and then you can concentrate - and then there is another, and another ... Some things I could get away with not bothering too much about, other things just invade, brought about by other people and out with your - my - control.
Now and then I get to the studio, I get back into my studio work way of thinking, and do some stuff thinking I will come back tomorrow and get on with this ... Tomorrow comes and again there is something putting me in a dilemma - studio or not.
I think, I have realised, that unlike my previous flat this flat is a bit consuming because it has a garden, because it has birds, because there are cats to look after, because it is so far away from the studio and all this combines to make a totally different 'hat' on my head.
It took me rather a long time to realise this, but there it is. I am a bit divided. I obviously don't multi task well!
begun accidentally and worked into
these are not necessarily finished pieces, but some pieces i begin and put aside, and carry on with randomly in between doing other things. Experiments i could say, but when is work not an experiment?
So, those things that are out of our control - like the upstairs loo secretly leaking into the ceiling of my clothes cupboard and ending up like this
The summer is nice here when it is sunny and warm, or even just warm. Gardening and attempting to grow climbing things around the windows,
Repairing my cupboard ceiling was due today, about a week after it happened. I was informed yesterday it will now be postponed for another week. The house is just strewn with clothing, in bags and boxes and hanging on book shelves; bedding, towels, and other things stored in that cupboard, its like camping.
The scaffolders arrived yesterday to erect the scaffolding outside to make repairs to the drain pipe and roof, while houses upstairs are being repaired from dry rot. I spend most of yesterday trying to protect my plants from scaffolding poles and big boots.
All pots removed and scaffolding up. Not for long though I am told!
Pots gathered around the other end of small patch of garden, seem to be doing fine.
and the climbers gathered around the tree so they have something to lean on! The builders apparently arrive on Monday, so that will be the next thing - worrying they might chuck stuff down any old how all over the place.. oh well, i guess it isn't the end of the world. Just, when you have worked so hard on something, tried to help something to live and not die ... it isn't easy letting go.
Listening to R4s biography of David Bowie every morning, notice how it takes me back to my own life's goings on as the years and transformations and albums go by, and thinking of him wondering how he did it all ... poignant, powerful.
Today i will head to the studio, no more waiting...