Ch – ch – ch – changes…

That iconic David Bowie song is running through me – energizing me and shaking things up. This is good for sixty year old women. Actually, this is a good thing for anyone at any age…

You won’t believe it, but I am moving. Don’t be too surprised. I am not moving out of town, but I am making some big changes.

Yesterday I selected a soft striped shawl from my collection in the closet, folded it and set it on top of the other treasures in the pile. Books, pillows, dolls, paints, pencils, paper and brushes litter my bedroom floor… I checked that my iPod was safely tucked in beside the electric tea kettle. After all, I’ll need hot tea and Bowie to keep me going… Two easels, two empty book shelves and a desk huddle together by the door.

All must be ready for guys who will come tomorrow, or the next day, depending on the rain. They will load everything into the bed of their truck and take it away.

But not too far. Actually the destination is a familiar one – TTT – our college in El Centro.
I am converting an empty classroom into a downtown pied-à-terre. The space is large and full of light. It looks out onto the stone-paved patio, a fountain and foliage.

I want my studio to be a welcoming place, where students will feel free to drop in and chat, draw, or borrow a book. And I want my friends to do likewise.

And despite the disorder still in my bedroom, I can see how different it will look without all my writing and painting paraphernalia cluttering every corner. Where my drawing board stood, I have set a spindle-backed love seat. Without book shelves hogging all the space, there’s room for my vintage dressing table against the eastern wall. And I don’t have to step around anything to pass freely through the glass door that leads to the garden.

My bedroom is now a place that will induce relaxation, intimacy and sleep – gone are all the temptations that prompt my impulsive creative bursts at midnight.

Actually I wonder why I didn’t think of this idea sooner. I love spending time at TTT, yet I could never do much work there because of all the distractions. But with this new space, all that will change.

I am still settling in but by next week, I’ll be ready to post some pictures of my studio.

We're OK to go...
We’re OK to go…

22 thoughts on “Ch – ch – ch – changes…”

  1. Joany, it’s called ‘spreading out’ to occupy all the space available. I’m very good at that! Surprised you didn’t do it sooner!

    1. Yes, you’re right Alice… maybe it’s a Powell trait? And I too have wondered why I didn’t do this sooner… all things come along at the “right” time of course. I guess that was not until now.

  2. Clutter is the bane of my existence and I find it very hard to get rid of stuff. I should probably remind myself of this when fantasizing about 300 square meter apartments in DF. That’s about twice the size of my house now, LOL.

    Good luck with your new space.

    Saludos,

    Kim G
    San Francisco, CA
    Where my sister-in-law does an amazing job of keeping clutter at bay.

    1. I know… sometimes I think about getting rid of a whole bunch of my things. But then I think, ‘what if I need this later.’ But,
      “The time has come, the Walrus said,
      To talk of many things:
      Of shoes and ships and sealing-wax Of cabbages and kings
      And why the sea is boiling hot And whether pigs have wings.”

      Walking into my new studio, I feel just like Alice as she steps through the looking glass.

      1. Let’s hope it inspires you to write as fantastic an adventure as Alice had! (By the way, Alice in Wonderland/Through the Looking Glass is one of my all-time favorite books.)

      2. So you are an Alice fan too… I knew it! Here are a couple more quotes that apply to me today:

        “Alice came to a fork in the road. ‘Which road do I take?’ she asked.
        ‘Where do you want to go?’ responded the Cheshire Cat.
        ‘I don’t know,’ Alice answered.
        ‘Then,’ said the Cat, ‘it doesn’t matter.”

        “You would have to be half mad to dream me up.”

      3. Actually I don’t feel like I’m the Cheshire Cat, I think I’m more like Alice herself today:

        “I can’t go back to yesterday because I was a different person then.”

      4. It looks like you’re defying the laws of Wonderland by getting jam today! And I’d wish you jam tomorrow too, but we all know how that works out.

  3. An art studio atmosphere is so inspiring. One of the best parts is you never have to put much away, and just pick up where you left off. It was nice to feel welcomed as my professors painted or invited a break to share and get a personal opinion of the piece being worked on. A benefit for everyone, artistically and inspirational.

    1. I know what you mean. It is a drag having to always be packing up and putting everything in its place. With my studio I’ll have much more freedom to make all the mess I want! And a studio is always an exciting place. I am like a kid in a candy store… and it’s my own candy store.

  4. I predict the Centro’s energy will have an effect on your work, too. There’s something to be said about working where there’s people, traffic, noises and vibrations. You’re going to thrive!

  5. I, too, wish you luck. I think you’ll do fine, much better than I did, along the same lines. My home’s detached apartment was originally to be such a studio, but then it became my library, my garage, my “do it later” stash place, and more. I also have the “I might need it someday” thoughts, and it takes me ages to throw something out. Unfortunately, just being IN my errant studio is now a source of depression.

    Hopefully, you’ll never aspire to creating “Funk_art” assemblages, or you’ll be a goner in terms of creative clutter.

    I’m sure you’ll find it all worthwhile.

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