I made words. probably.
Aug. 4th, 2013 08:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
demakatSo there is this annoying thing. It's helpful but also annoying.
"Then what?"
I want to get everything I own into a truck and some kind of really small trailer.
But then what
I want to leave. Like a turtle, taking my house with me.
But then what
I see myself stopping on mountains, and in fields and just living for a while until I feel like driving again.
But then what
I paint things. I draw stuff everywhere and anywhere and then sometimes I stop for a long while and set up a little folding table and chair. OR in my little trailer. Or parking somewhere and regularly frequenting an awesome coffee shop or breakfast place.
But then what
I would probably take pictures of finished work where ever I was. The series would be not always on the subjects, but where I had last had a photo shoot. In the desert? On a prairie? Detroit? China town in NYC? Etsy is an option, and so is creating my own storefront online. Depending on the camera I could also sell prints of the photos of my art.
But then what
Some day I want to own and rent out beach properties for the summer. Then live on the beach in the winter for a while each year.
I want to take the car train down the east coast.
I want to be able to fit important things into a backpack and go back to europe for a while.
It feels lately, and for the last few years that there is a wall I keep bumping into. It's the actual making of art. I keep asking if I'm really an artist at all if I never make anything. Now is never the time for such things because I'm always too busy. But the answer is usually I have to make time for the things I really want. I really want to be unknown in each place I go. I want to have a comfortable amount of money where I can pay for gas to drive as often as I feel I need to, and I want to be able to pay the other minimal bills I might have.
But after all that, after I do those things I don't know.
A study found that people are aware that they have changed from their past selves, but continue to think that they will be the same person as now, in the future.
It always reminds me of the labyrinth. You can see where you want to go, but you have to keep walking because you aren't there yet. Sometimes you even go in the opposite direction for a while.
In the end. I need more art and less stuff.
"Then what?"
I want to get everything I own into a truck and some kind of really small trailer.
But then what
I want to leave. Like a turtle, taking my house with me.
But then what
I see myself stopping on mountains, and in fields and just living for a while until I feel like driving again.
But then what
I paint things. I draw stuff everywhere and anywhere and then sometimes I stop for a long while and set up a little folding table and chair. OR in my little trailer. Or parking somewhere and regularly frequenting an awesome coffee shop or breakfast place.
But then what
I would probably take pictures of finished work where ever I was. The series would be not always on the subjects, but where I had last had a photo shoot. In the desert? On a prairie? Detroit? China town in NYC? Etsy is an option, and so is creating my own storefront online. Depending on the camera I could also sell prints of the photos of my art.
But then what
Some day I want to own and rent out beach properties for the summer. Then live on the beach in the winter for a while each year.
I want to take the car train down the east coast.
I want to be able to fit important things into a backpack and go back to europe for a while.
It feels lately, and for the last few years that there is a wall I keep bumping into. It's the actual making of art. I keep asking if I'm really an artist at all if I never make anything. Now is never the time for such things because I'm always too busy. But the answer is usually I have to make time for the things I really want. I really want to be unknown in each place I go. I want to have a comfortable amount of money where I can pay for gas to drive as often as I feel I need to, and I want to be able to pay the other minimal bills I might have.
But after all that, after I do those things I don't know.
A study found that people are aware that they have changed from their past selves, but continue to think that they will be the same person as now, in the future.
It always reminds me of the labyrinth. You can see where you want to go, but you have to keep walking because you aren't there yet. Sometimes you even go in the opposite direction for a while.
In the end. I need more art and less stuff.
