Now I am heading to a new home. The new home has nothing on the walls or windows. There is no furniture there. No art. No paint. My mind is a virtual assembly line of ideas. I long to hang in my studio and make art journal entries to hold my ideas. There is just one problem.
I have to pack and move.
Even my studio has to be disassembled and packed away.
The artist in me can't even go in there. I know I need to. I know it has to be done. I know I am running out of time. I know I can't let anyone else pack 'MY' stuff. Yet, when I walk through the door, the thought of tearing it all down feels like having the heart of me removed. I keep putting it off. I keep saying I'll tackle that first thing in the morning. So far, that hasn't happened.
At night, I lay in bed and worry over whether or not to pack and move all my idea books and magazines. I know technically, that it's a waste of money and space in the moving van. But when I get to my new house, I want to have them there. The inspiration will help me acclimate to my new place. Am I rationalizing? Um...yeah, I guess I am.
I am really trying to be brutal in what we weed out before we move. There are however, some things that are sacred. I am afraid that every little thing in that studio will turn up in the new house. I might need those paper towel tubes for something. I am certain all that saved tissue paper could be the start of something fabulous. Doesn't every girl need three die cutting machines?
I realized I will have to be brave and cut back. I know some of the stuff can go to the Ronald McDonald house to help families cope with illness. I can feel good about that. I will try to anyway.
I do have my limits.
Nobody better lay a hand on my Crate Paper.
Enough said.
Blessings,
MaryC
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WOW! I know when we moved all the way across the country, I wouldn't allow the movers to pack my scrap studio. I purged heavily and still managed to have 10 of those huge waterproof plastic containers full of stuff. I had to purge again when I opened those boxes, but OH it hurt! One cool thing that did happen was that I got in touch with things I hadn't seen in awhile! HAHA!
Hell, paper towel rolls don't weigh a thing! You pack them girl and don't give it another thought. Just consider all the stuff in your studio inspiration to help you fill the walls of the new house with your art. If you resolve to just pack it all, you'll have an easier time starting. It's the dread of deciding what to cull that's getting you down. Smile and start packing! Good luck.
Think of it this way....do the men leave any or their tools behind?
So pack it all up and take it with you.
With quick turn-around moves I always pack just about everything. It's too emotionally charged a time to make good decisions. And yes, you are paying by the pound, but it's one of those costs best incurred.
I'm praying for you every day and can't wait to hear of all the fun you're having in your beautiful new home.
The pictures are gorgeous. Thanks so much for sending them.
I had to laugh -- about the Crate Paper! LOVE IT! :) I agree with you though...I've felt like something in me has been missing since starting to homeschool and being unable to scrap as much (if at all -- I can't even remember the last tiem I did something for ME and not gifts for teachers or the like). It's an outlet. Right now, I suppose that my canvas is my home. I'm slowly going to transform it into the home I want instead of waiting for us to move to it. :)
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