The heat is finally starting to fuck off. I meant to put some artsy evocative word there, but this is more appropriate. 104 degrees. Ugh. Still in the 90s, but bearable. My studio was down to 88 degrees last night…it’s amazing the difference it makes. The heat will probably be back…it’s September and that’s what September (and sometimes October) does. It’s just hard to concentrate on work and art when it’s that hot.
So ironing progress has been slow. Some of that is the heat and some is what I’m ironing. I did a bunch of grass and mycelial network on Wednesday night.
I love this idea of everything being connected. What we do in one place affects something somewhere else. Last night, I ironed a bunch of fungi, and then started to lay out the fabrics for one of the main figures. This is a pain because they are in the 100s bin all the way to the 800s bin. So I started pulling the flesh pieces and trying to sort them from everything else and I made it into the 300s.
All this stuff is NOT flesh in those bins…
So yeah, I’m not done with that bit. I probably will be tonight, but I’d already been working for an hour and needed to go to sleep. There is a second large figure too, so I’ll have to do that one in a bit. This weekend is a shitshow though. So I don’t think I’ll get any time beyond the hour or so each night. Too much other stuff to do. Ah September, you like to kick my ass.
At school, we had two false fire alarms yesterday. Fun times. Still teaching energy, despite my lack of it personally. I had stitching last night, where I sewed down 14 circles. It was good. Ten to go. I’d like to get to ceramics after school, but I have duty and then a parent meeting, so it depends on how I feel afterwards. I’ll still have to set up my classroom for next week. Then I’m cooking tonight (ugh) and grading and ironing. Hopefully all that flesh. I have political canvassing this weekend, although no one has contacted me about where to meet (problematic)…our school board is fucked up. I can say that, because one of the members says I’m an evil Communist predator. He’s lying about all of that, so that’s what makes it fucked up. Well, that’s not the only thing. And there’s meetings and stuff I need to do…some of it is art related and some isn’t. I managed one group blogpost last weekend with an extra day. I don’t think I can pull off another group’s post…maybe I can get all the photos organized and resized and write it next weekend. We’ll see. OK. I’m tired still. I need more caffeine. And I need to go to school and set up for the reorganization of the teaching that my brain came up with at 12:41 AM when it couldn’t sleep. Thanks brain?
Kathy Nida 