Sometimes you just have to go and do something.

This morning I did a *minor* upgrade to the software that runs this site and POOF, it crashed. A rise in anger and frustration simultaneously occurred with panic and mental chaos as I tried to decipher the FTP log and take the necessary steps backward to get to the working-past. An hour later, success was had, or at least it canceled out the failure and things were back to neutral. Here’s to hoping this posts when I click publish!

Lately, through the existential crisis that has been going on for me, I have been all about fixing problems permanently instead of just spackling over the holes. Ironically, the next problem of the day was making a lightproof workspace by covering the windows. I had been using block-out fabric shades for some time but they kept falling down from their weight. So, what was the remedy? Paint the windows. Sometimes spackle is the permanent solution.

Most of my energy this past month has been placed on organizing: ideas, space, objects, paper, supplies, time. The problem here is that without the adequate time to do it all properly, life invades and disorganizes things once more. At least this is how I have felt recently. The best one can do is just to keep up with it. There will always be dust, trash, and interruption; accept and move forward.

I feel and hope that I am through the worst of all this. I am the type of person who frequently wanders aimlessly off the beaten metaphorical path and this last circuit was a little gnarly. But, in my picnic basket, I gathered a lot of brilliant ideas and reference material, propagated new perspectives that are now invaluable to me, and reconnected with elements of my past that needed to be revisited.

And, essentially, this is all very good for an artist waiting to exhibit.