Annnnnnd Watching the Apples Grow
I had a magnificant plan to pick apples in the Valley all summer but it fell through because
a. It is only in August when we get to pick apples and
b. I, (according to the majority of our capitalist society...? ) would not get paid enough.
So... I need to work something out. Getting more people skillz maybe? Eliminating my fear of children? Art Internship? I would like to do a lot of intensive physical labour so I have time to work out my body and time to work out things in my mind at the same time. That's why apple picking was so appealing. All this time to just think.
But maybe I don't need more time to think. I think all fucking day. I think about this and about that but mostly it doesn't even make a difference. I think what I need is action. Active Action. Maybe my problem is all theory and no action. Maybe I am built like an all action no theory? Les always wants me to have big canvasses because he says the gestures make my painting. I am building on over the break 5 feet long. Yes. I think I need to stop thinking so much.
Yet this new way of thinking... or.... not thinking will surely not land me an alright paying job to pay for my tuition next year. I'd rather not live in Tantallon. I'd like to plant trees all summer.
I just filled out a tree-planting application. w00-hoo.