Do You See A Pattern?

Sheesh and Sigh - 

It is well past time to study why I do/don't do some of the things I do/don't do.

It's as though there is is some kind of On/Off switch in brain and I am not in complete control of this mysterious power.

Habit can become What Habit? over night.

On to the keeping of records for some certain habits I'd prefer were being better kept.

Till once again I forget or "forget" to keep track.

Toodles and fare-thee-well,
Sue

P,S. - On the whole, though, I have been squeezing the Life Juice out of this particular April - so Huzzah for that! Either that - or napping and having really odd dreams. Maybe a wee bit too much squeezing.

Goofing Off in Studio B

In early afternoon Todd and I headed for a metro area estate sale. The ad showed images of art supplies. I have no need of more art supplies, but Todd needed to get out of the house.

The studio area was almost picked bare, but I spent $2.00 for these items - 

The Super Amber paper is lovely translucent stuff, and most of the sheet is there. Now to see if I can de-curve it! A small sheet got painted later in the day, and a few Hearts are sitting under a weight. We shall see what happens.

I'd not owned a painting knife this small. Now to play with some marks. And as I didn't own an old two-foot wooden ruler - well, I "had" to buy this one. Could have purchased another. Practiced self control.

Did spend one whole hour playing in Studio B this afternoon.  Paper and paint. Teabags and paint. The Oscar Peterson Trio was most excellent company.

                            They played better than I played.

This album was released in 1963. The music is still fresh. It makes me happy to "rescue" vintage record albums, and I have owned this piece for some years. It's exciting to know that people young and old are discovering and rediscovering the joys of placing a large vinyl disk onto a turntable - and trusting a sharp needle and some speakers to create sound from those tiny grooves cut into that disk.

Tomorrow will bring different studio adventures. And more choosing tunes. I have too many art supplies. And too many records. Life is pretty peachy for the moment.

I figure any future estate sale happening here promises to be at least interesting!

Fare-thee-well,
Sue