1274 Pendleton Street in the historic West End art district.
That's where I was last night, along with my incredibly handsome and hard working Art Husband.
Along with a few of our friends.
Art Lover Friends.
And the nurse from my internists office ;-)
Really - we had a grand time there - eating good Italian food, drinking home-made wine, tasting Art Cake, gazing at fine art and talking to fellow art makers and lovers.
Art lovers or just lovers?
Oh, a little bit of both I suspect (that's my Saturday humor kickin' in!).
Today I am starting in our bedroom -
I am being
and throwing out, donating, giving away and otherwise cleaning out my house - room by room.
I am tired (sick and tired actually) of a cluttered, dusty house and I am going to do something about it!
That's one big draw back to being a collector of things...
a repurposer of all wonderful things in your artwork...
a sentimental fool that wants to hang on to that book cause your mom loved it...
or that half made doll from your grandmothers sewing stash...
or a rusted old bell that, well, you just might need one day...
It all begins to pile up, to crush your creativity or at least your house cleaning.
Can I get a big "hell yeah!" from all of you that completely understand what I'm sayin?
Most of what I have could be found again.
I'll hang on to a few (maybe more) things but I am at the point that the rest
has got to go people.
And what is up with the return of the horribly hot and humid weather in upstate SC??
Someone told me last night that the thermometer downtown was reading 102!
I sure do hope that this won't be one of those years that fall just passes us by...
or it lasts for two days and turns to winter.
I miss my river time.
I want to go camping in some cool weather.
Looking for sharks teeth.
Wading in the Charleston Harbor.
Kayaking in the Atlantic.
I have been away from the healing powers of our kayak,
missed the flow of the river and her cool waters.
What are you missing today?