I’ve finally cleared the desk in order to start working on Cathe’s book. The subject is “Collections” and I certainly have quite a few. Last week was spent sorting and tossing (donating) some of those collections in an attempt to clear out the garage. In the animal world, there is a rodent called a Wood Rat (aka Pack Rat). It loves collecting shiny things, things that are different, eye catching bits and bobs. They take these special items and stash them in their ever growing home. Yes, they do add on to their home to accommodate more stuff. They’re the mini-hoarders of the animal world! Sometimes I feel our home is a pack rat’s nest. I have loads of my old things, art in storage, plants, animals, magazines, papers and so much more. It’s been 20 years since we moved into this home and we’ve not had a good clean-out in all that time. The studio could also use a good cleansing, but sometimes it’s hard to part with materials. “Oh, I’ll need that for project X, when I get around to it!” Way too easy to put things in bins and stack them on another shelf. Clearing out my parents home after their death made me realize how much we hold on to. Yes, some of the items did come to my home, but a huge amount went to different charities. Now, I’ve been making a concerted effort to clear out our own items (or part with more of theirs) as I work through everything. I think it is slowly paying off with actually regaining workspace in the garage!
As I work through the garage, I’ve encountered boxes of my old ceramics and other art projects. I should probably have an art give-away party for my friends and let them enjoy the ceramics! Maybe for Dave’s birthday in late May…. Hopefully the Camas background will be leaving the space as well, thanks to another friend who wants to turn them into a room divider.
My desk is finally clear, but the cat has taken over my chair. Hmmm….. he’s part of the animal collection…. maybe he’s fair game to draw too!
I should also mention that we currently have a pack rat visiting our home nightly. Fortunately, it’s outdoors and only collecting seed spilled by the wild birds. I’m waiting to see if it eventually makes its way inside (in a dead state) by Nigel or Moby’s swift paw/jaws. Hopefully not. If alive, it will feel like it’s in heaven with all the goodies to choose from!