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My Art Studio

She has become a daunting nightmare This art studio of mine Her tables are full of silliness Conglomerations of all types Piles upon piles, stuff upon stuff, junk upon junk. I tried to enter her twice today Ran screaming out both times, not ready to tackle another mess. I cleaned the porch, and it ended up in the garage. Then I cleaned the garage, and it ended up in my art room. She is a daunting nightmare. I am drawing out three or four canvases tonight, As incentive to clean her up tomorrow or at least a space Large enough to let me paint.

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/13/2020 7:58:00 PM

Hey you should do that contest , you as a thing, and be your own art studio. As always, clever poetry from you. by the way, wanted to let you know, Natalyn went and deleted her account!! She said it was by accident. I don't know how she could let that happen. Anyway, I think it was only a phase for her with the poetry. Maybe in 30 years she will take it up again. Kind of how I did writing after not doing it since high school!

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 6/14/2020 3:58:00 PM

I fully understand. I did not write for around 38 years; I was too busy with life but now I am back. I finally made myself a little space today and painted for around two hours. Pure heaven!

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 6/13/2020 6:28:00 PM

When you see where a poet works, there is usually a mess surrounding with bits of paper notes scribbled and books piled high etc. That one room that can never be totally organized or no poetry would come to fruition. Let it go! xxoo

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 6/14/2020 3:59:00 PM

I have read that to be totally creative, the mind has to have a mess, because it frees us up to travel hither and yond beyond anyone's expectations, out of our own self-imposed circles, triangles and boxes.