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This is what it could look like when one completely deconstructs a life as one knows it, and how to build from the ground up. Alternatively, this is a fresh look at an old story. The fine art of falling apart.

studio space

My fingers have been a blur over the keyboard all morning. I feel like Super Woman Typer Person, or similar.

I brought another bag of cherries to work this morning. Everyone eats them before I get any real action in there, but I guess that’s ok. My coffee has gone stone cold and all I can think about is a freaking cheque that I want to get, but haven’t, even though technically I don’t know what I would do with the cash anyway.

I am excited about one thing: I’m going to go look at real studio space this afternoon. I’ve been eyeing this building for a few years and on the outside, it looks exactly like what I would need. I spoke with the owner this morning and was given the basic rundown but he definitely sounds willing.

studio space

I know there will be a ton of dead birds and bird shit in there from the pigeons. I know that I’ll be sweating and swearing a lot as I work to clean it up. But imagine. Floor to ceiling windows, incredible light and warehouse sized space! I’m excited. It makes me definitely feel creative again. I'll take photos when I go. I'd better change out of my high heels, too.

Today is a good day.

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