or All the Things In My Head As of Late
Do. Get off ass, stop looking at other people’s blogs/art/etc, stop thinking, stop fact gathering, list making, idea sorting, there’s already too much in your brain. Stop picking your zits, planning trips, sorting closet, making budgets. Clean later. Dishes in the sink won’t kill you. The pantry will still be there to organize in an hour or two and if you’re sitting at your desk working, your money won’t go anywhere. Your work waited politely while you answered emails, and now emails can show the same courtesy to your work. Quit your moping, hoping, scheming, dreaming, feet dragging, doubting, shouting, inbox refreshing, facebook cheching and
I have discovered the cure for writer’s block! Having been a chronic sufferer myself until (very) recently, you can imagine how excited I am to share the solution with you all! All I did was
- plan a fairly (for me anyway) impulsive move to a new city
- panic about said move/not having a job/no longer being held in the safe bosom of academia
- let said panic about said move spur a flurry of packing
- pack everything I own a week too early
- make *cupcakes
- look at all the cool things other people are making
- want to make cool things too
- realize all art supplies except sketchbook are packed
- realize sketchbook is in car and have no desire to go get it
- have nothing to do on a friday night.
(who knew it was so easy?)
Three new poems up under Writing- two new, one not so.
*an integral part of the process.
Finally got shots from my sr show cleaned up and uploaded. Things are wrapping up, but instead of getting easier to focus, my brain keeps flying off in a million and one directions. (see open letter below)
Almost done with (this installment) of the Goodwill Project. Finishing the third box this/next week and getting slides next week. I’ve had some new ideas about how I might display this in a gallery (or in a not-gallery).
Also, working on a supersecret drawing project to commemorate this last summer in Muncie to begin May 1st….
ps, Have you met my friend Eva Hesse?
In the library and the gentleman working at the computer across from me is playing a computer game.
Because if not, we have been taken, and it’s not long before the Russians fall as well.
Though a part of me also hopes that while the rest of us spend our evening with outlines and projects and facebook and tests, close by is some one really doing something.
Up until now, we here at Cat Lynch have been very pleased with your performance. That being said, however, lately we’ve noticed a distinct lack of focus and blatant, blithe denial of academic responsibilities.
I write this, not as a warning but as a reminder. The thesis show may be up, but there remain three weeks in this last semester (three weeks, I might add, for you to finish all those tasks which have been put off in favor of aforementioned show). I know it may seem that we have no leverage, as we cannot fire you, without causing sever distress to our organization, but we have ways of reducing your diet to Jane Austen and reality tv shows. And we mean it.
Thank you for your time