Art is killing me

Last night was a terrible and long night. Sleep a little, wake up, toss, turn, go over ideas in my head, go back to sleep, wake up, terrible back and hip pain, think about concepts for a new sculpture.....I feel like crap today. At least I got a few good ideas out of it. I have such a bad relationship with sleep but I don't mind, I tend to solve problems when I'm in limbo between waking and slumber. It's probably killing me slowly.

Collecting

Over the years I've learned not to tell anyone about my specific collections. Otherwise you end up with a house full of ceramic roosters (no offense to anyone who's ever given me a rooster). It's best to keep your collections to yourself so you can revel in the times you find that perfect little object for two dollars at a garage sale.

Christmas

Dika asked me what projects I was working on. I started to tell her about making all my Christmas presents this year and how it was taking all my spare time and how I was cleaning out the garage to make room for my new miter saw so I could make some boxes. I realized that over the last five years I've spent most of my time learning, organizing and collecting and not so much doing. It's time to start doing.

First Post

Not much to say in this first post except I hope to use this blog to show some of my artworks and blither about my ideas. Don't know if it will ever be read by anyone but me...but who cares. Maybe I'll even post some poetry. After all, no one is ever going to buy it so it might as well be free.