In order to make space for new work, I move out some older sculptures.
I messed up yesterday.
Finally having a little bit of energy after the hospital adventure last week, I ventured into my studio.
Not to sit down and work on my armature-figures... which would have been a very gentle activity...
No, in stead I started to tidy my space.
Much needed, mind you.
I always blame the "gremlins" for making a mess...
But I got carried away.
There was so much to do.
Most of it I did sitting down. I even swept part of the floor sitting down..
But I did do too much, in a very short spell of time.
I could barely move my arms to eat my lunch.
In the afternoon, after hours of rest, I went back to the studio 'to have a look'...
I was 'rescued' by a friend who came for a visit.
while making tea my arms did not cooperate and I knocked a jar of chamomile tea of the shelf, 'killing' the jar, and a custom made little teapot...
My legs are still sore this morning.
My arms are still sore.
I feel ill.
And the only 'thing' I can blame is myself.
My studio is a mess right now, but I am getting help in a few hours time to sort it out.
The good part is that when I put one of the big sculptures up for adoption (on Facebook) it was gladly taken up by a collector of my work. 'Into the Light', a doll on a bird is going to fly happily in her new home in a few days time.