It is almost spring. I am almost in a better mood. I am almost ready to start a new project. I am almost ready to shove my winter monsters back in their boxes in the pantry. I am not sure I can keep them there. I am still angry at the powers that shouldn’t be but I am attempting to self regulate my emotions in a way that feels healthier than dark coping with monster movies. Ha! I am seed bombing meadows and planting flower beds, bird watching and nature journaling again. It’s a start–or almost a start toward what I am hoping will be a less gloomy season.

I am also making–more messes than art right now but that is part of the process for me. Always has been. I have got a lot of old work hanging in my studio right now. I think I needed to surround myself with it and get timelines and stories straight in my head but I am starting to rearrange and pack old things away. I have started bringing new supplies into my new work space and I am writing and researching and figuring out what I want to do next. It feels good–well almost.