I think as I am getting older I have less patience than I used to. Let me say this again. I know that as I am getting older I have less patience for technical stuff. My story goes like this. You know I've just moved my studio from upstairs to downstairs to this wonderful great room which used to be "the library," because it has floor to ceiling book shelves. It has become a wonderful studio space where most of the shelves are now housing art stuff, supplies etc. I also moved my office from another room into this new space. Dream come true. My printer of about 10 years kept saying paper jam for months where there was no paper jam and it would conveniently work at times if I rebooted the computer. Still it was not reliable. I bought another printer, a Canon, downloaded the soft ware, did everything I was supposed to do with running a test page, but could not get it to print from the computer. Ok. I take it back and put a little more money out for another HP (which I'd had previously) and got it home and installed the software, finally getting it to print from the computer. So, this is two weekends now, spent with just printer stuff........................................................... The next day, my very visually impaired, geriatric dog, Buddy, who has a clear path still in this room to his rug(or so I thought) bumped in to the chair against the computer desk, knocking over the computer onto the keyboard and cracking the screen. Ouch and expletive, expletive!! The story continues...... The crack in the screen was perfectly lined up on the left side of the screen totally blocking out the start menu etc. Best Buy was willing to send it off to be repaired, but it was a good chance it might have cost half the amount of what I paid for it 4 years ago, which did not make too much sense to me, and it was only possible for them to do it IF they carried that model in their store. They did not.......................................................................... Ok. Let's buy another computer that was compatible with what I had. And they would then transfer all my data, all my pictures, all my art to the new computer, yada, yada. Got it home to find out it was Windows 8 - no longer Windows 7 which is what I have been used to for so long. OK. It will take some time to learn to navigate these new surroundings. Kind of like Buddy. I'm thinking about a blog post at this point, but have not gotten that far. In the process of moving the studio I find these old family videos that are on CD and suddenly want to view them. Where is the bloody CD drive? I thought you said this was to be compatible with my old one? I go back to Best Buy and tell them my problem and I walk out with a nifty portable CD player for a reasonable price. I installed the software and got that working. But wait!! I still am learning how to navigate around this Windows 8 computer. I don't know how to get to some places, where to find it, what to do with it when I find it. Everyone wants me to create yet another password and account just to run this damn thing. Oh, yes, the printer needs to be reinstalled on this new computer. How much patience can one have? I was able to print a paper copy of my taxes. I was able to scan some documents. I about jumped through the computer with some special expletives when I hooked up my digital camera to upload some photos to my "What's On My Table" when I got a message saying something about the port not being supported for this activity. OK what the heck. I cannot import it where I want to because it's a totally new set up and I am a stranger in a strange land. I feel like I've been set up. It's all a test. OK, I say. Never mind. I'll figure it out later. I'll figure out later how to find my editing sources etc. and put the photos in the folders where I want. Just let me get a blog post up so I can go create some art. 21 Secrets is waiting. I go to Google Chrome like I always do and log in and am told I don't have any blogs. My blog does not exist!! OMG!! A few more choice expletives. Follow the prompts for "what do I do if cannot find my blog." That's stupid, I say. I can find my blog! I've signed in. Why the heck can you just not let me post?! Ok. So, I figure that out and here I am. Still breathing after seething. Laughing at myself. I DO NOT HAVE PATIENCE FOR THIS. These are from my little marbelized journal that I have been working on in the car in the morning before work. It's a quick way to get some art time in and it works well given the small size. It's really just a cheapo calendar book from THE Dollar Store that I altered with my marbled paper experiment one weekend. So, that, my friends, is my story. I have managed to find some pictures and get this post out. I know this was a long one........... thank you for your patience. I hope to be back on track as I learn to navigate this strange land. I hope you are well. Happy Easter. Happy Spring.
In the last two posts I shared that I had moved my studio space from an upstairs bedroom to the room that I used to use as a living room, the room I had called the "library" since it has floor to ceiling bookshelves. I dearly love books and they've always been important to me, so I had no trouble filling it when it was the library. Anyway, I had to do something in the new space even with the chaos of being disorganized. I had already gessoed a large piece of brown craft paper in the old space and it was begging me to throw some color down. So, that's what I did. And I doodled and stamped and just played. My younger brother Jim is a wonderful musician and composer. He can play a "mean" piano. I happened upon this site recently and came across a vintage music magazine. I bought it and started using it in the background of some art journaling pages. I decided it would be a pretty cool birthday gift for a "vintage brother," being a musician etc, so I ordered another one for him. I wanted to send a surprise birthday gift in the mail which is what prompted me to make a mailing envelope. But when I tried to tape it up with the standard clear packing tape, it would not stick because the paper was now like canvas. I tried duct tape. It stayed for a few hours but I knew it would not hold either. I could have placed the entire thing inside another mailing envelope but that would have defeated the purpose of creating a piece of art for all the postal system to see. lol. In the end it ended up being hand delivered. And at the last minute I thought I should have lightly outlined little 4 x 6 squares so he could cut the piece up and have a few little pieces of art. Oh well. Maybe I'll still mention that to him. So that is how I christened my new studio. Next I want to make a fun hanging banner for the studio, maybe hang it from one side of the room to the other. If you like vintage things, check out the collage stuff site and thanks for stopping in.
Last week I shared with you that I was in the process of moving my studio from an upstairs bedroom to the room downstairs that I had deemed "the library" because of it's wonderful floor to ceiling book shelves. I had really outgrown my space upstairs and been feeling confined and always cluttered. Not that I minded the clutter but always having to clean up one thing totally before working on another in terms of surface space. So, being able to spread out was/is important to me. I wanted to be able to see things around me within reach and not always having to go searching through a drawer or a bin to find it. So here are some pictures of my new space taken in spurts over the last several days. I do think eventually I would like to paint this room and get rid of these awful drapes which were left here by the previous owner. Drapes this size can be pretty costly and so they have remained for now keeping the cold out of this old house. I like being on the first floor so I can be around my visually impaired, very elderly dog, Buddy, who has a favorite spot on the floor of this room. More to come. I hope spring has sprung where you are. It's not quite here yet but I feel pretty "springy" hanging out in my new creative space. Thanks for visiting.
Every so often I take pictures of my working space, the space I carved out for myself when children began leaving. The space I dared after so many years to deem my studio. I have seen it change as I have changed, as my art has changed. When I returned to art after years of not doing it, after being a wife and mother, I worked on an old table in the study. Some time after that I took over my daughter's room and called it my studio. Brick and board bookshelves that had traveled with me from apartments to rental houses and finally this house became the feature for holding art supplies, art books,journals anything having to do with creating. I thought I was doing pretty well for a few years. I used every available surface space I could find. And then came the "clothes lines" strung from one window to the other. And more shelves on top of tables....... An then there were ladders and big garbage bags taped to walls and plastic drops clothes on the floor. And then something happened........... something changed... How has your creative space changed? Stay tuned......... and thanks for stopping by.
Lots of rain on top of that already melted snow. My back yard is like a swamp. Not sure what I'm going to do with this and the ones I've previously shown you, but, I am having fun playing in this giant Moleskin journal. Thanks for visiting.
Strange that 3-4 days ago we had a sleet/ice storm and a little more than a week ago we had nearly 10 inches of snow. Today it was nearly 70 degrees. Feels a bit like spring but I know it's not quite here yet. At least that's my prediction. I think it's a big tease. But this also makes me feel like a bit of spring. How is it in your part of the world? Has spring arrived? Thanks for stopping by.