Who You Are
For both of us, the house-stuff has been the easiest; the art-stuff, however a different story. Phil's was first -- all the lighthouse note cards (unsold) and his remaining watercolors, representing a massive amount of time and energy.
But this week, it was my turn to admit that taking over 40 boxes filled with assemblage treasures to Hawaii just wasn't the answer. The "deconstruction of assemblage" as an art form has been percolating in my mind and heart for weeks. The art you make does express who you are, but who you are is not your art.
Yesterday the decision became real as I laid out the time and space to go through all the boxes (again) -- with a different goal in mind. Last night, while reading (as always) a Science Fiction book, another view of the answer was presented in a way I never would have expected. Those who know me best will understand.
"Live long and prosper."
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