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Coming to terms with a sweet mess

This is a photo of my "studio" from earlier this year when I painted the "Sometimes You Feel Small" painting, nevertheless it's a pretty accurate shot of how messy and cramped my studio is now.

After each painting is completed I have a little ritual before I start ANYTHING else in my studio. I have to clean it and put everything back in it's place. Don't mistake that for being a well organized and wonderful feat but just being able to find my brushes, paints, packing supplies , etc when I need them is NECESSARY for my sanity! And my studio is just a small dining room with a mishmash of old shelving piled with all kinds of arts and crafting supplies and...cats. Everything gets cleaned, defuzzed and lemonized!
Were I that artist with a well designed and slick looking home....yeah I don't know how those people have time to keep it like that. I'm too busy painting, shipping and hustling. Today is THAT day though- reorganizing and then cracking down on commission work. 
Yesterdays big exciting moment was getting my prints back finally!
As of right now there are only 11 left and if you'd like one just click THIS LINK and checkout via Paypal quite simply! I still need to build a listing for the 4 mini prints shown ($10 for set) 
I like to start every morning with thoughts of gratitude and this morning my thoughts turn toward a very sweet and humble person who has recently been helping me IMMENSELY! This person has found a connection in my artwork and has been collecting it and at a time when I really need it. I feel so blessed and full of gratitude that the Universe sent this wonderful friend my way. Someone who appreciates and values my work in such a way is rare! Thank you! : )
Ok, onward we plunge into the task at hand. Brooms and dustcloths and such!
Have a wonderful day!


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