We've been watching them develop under logs and the other day when we went to check on them, we couldn't find them. Then we started seeing them everywhere!
I've been struggling a bit ever since open studios ended. It's so hard for me to make art without a deadline.We're going to turn our unused garage into a studio for me which is both exciting and terrifying. I was good for a few weeks about throwing out all the garbage we've collected over the years but I seem to have hit a wall. It's a bit overwhelming thinking about the gift that I can give to myself ( a dojo, a scared space meant for the making of art). I tend to fall back on the old" we have no time,money, energy" to make it happen. While all this may be true , it's just not an excuse anymore. I can't make art on the tiny amount of table space I've carved out for myself in the smallest room in the house. It's time. Just like these 17 years cicadas.
Margot:
ReplyDeleteGreat post. I love the correlation of the cicadas to the studio work habits; dormancy and frenetic activity. The need for space is so poignant; I too keep searching for the space to spread out my physical and mental debris.
I read a piece on the art of writing by Stephen King which was fantastic. It had a great piece about his writing desk, and the location it occupied in his house. I think it is called A Memoir of the Craft.
Nice work.
Jonas
Thanks Jonas!
ReplyDeletei will definitely look up the Stephen King piece.
And thanks for looking!