Sandy came. My apartment survived...the art studio I rent with several good friends...not so much.
Two weeks ago, one of my friends convinced me to rent a portion of an art studio. It will inspire you, get you out of this rut. It's like the gym - if you don't pay you don't go. Only, even when I paid for a gym, I never went. I should have learned my lesson, but I never learn my lesson. I decided to rent a portion of this studio. It felt good. I made art. I suppose I can still make art, I'll just have to use what the storm decided to leave behind. :)
The boys are ready to check out the aftermath of Hurricane Sandy.
The fun feeling when you are half way to your studio and you find some of your things waiting for you outside.
*pictures from my camera and instagram*
I think I'm going to collage pages from waterlogged books. I'll just have to wait a few weeks before they dry...