raining day = holing up
Ah, persistent afternoon showers... I was planning on going to the office for a few hours, then swinging by a friend's open studio in DUMBO. I'm a little disinclined now, considering the rain. I'd much prefer working on a collage/birthday card and watching movie after movie. What to do, what to do...
Yesterday--no rain needed--I holed up and stretched/danced, sewed the final edge of a new hip scarf, wrote, cleaned a little, pulled some books off the shelves for donation, and made bbq tofu.
It occurs to me that my apt. is one of my favorite places. I wake up, and I'm exactly where I want to be: surrounded by art and the space/supplies to make more.
Yesterday--no rain needed--I holed up and stretched/danced, sewed the final edge of a new hip scarf, wrote, cleaned a little, pulled some books off the shelves for donation, and made bbq tofu.
It occurs to me that my apt. is one of my favorite places. I wake up, and I'm exactly where I want to be: surrounded by art and the space/supplies to make more.