The Nest Empties...

Daughter #1 came to visit this weekend with her true love. They left our house with a budget rental truck containing my kitchen table and chairs, the upstairs vacuum cleaner, two living room chairs, and various odds and ends that she had stored in the basement. And she's only the first one who has left home. Eventually I will be living in a tent. Ah well...it was all a part of my evil plan to get new furniture. Now that I can actually walk through my basement to get to the studio-I went in to work. Daughter # 3 gave me some advice on that one. She said her prof always has to force himself to got to his studio every day. I thought I was the lone ranger. Another gem of wisdom from her teachers...don't let your paintings become precious to you. When you are afraid to work on them for fear of ruining them, it is time to work on them and let them be destroyed. I do have one that I have been hiding from. I love her hand so much that I am afraid I am going to ruin it by working on it and the painting is no where near done. In an effort to avoid my painting, I started work on a drawing for the base of another only to find out that the head was going to be too big for the body. Oh well, I guess I'll use it for something else.

Head without a home...