Of course that sentence is not quite as dramatic when you realise I am talking about inanimate objects.
We are moving house...part of the reason for the big break inbetween posts and the fact that I was in hospital for 5 weeks....we are having a Sea Change....to more sea than where we live now but the sad fact is the new house is a lot smaller and I am losing my studio.
Now I have taken great comfort in flitting around blogland and seeing everyone elses creative spaces...you girls will know what I mean....everything becomes a creative space and storage is always pushed to it's extremes.
I paint, I sew, I bead, I have draws full of ribbons, I collage and make cards and tags. I have canvases and sewing threads and vintage flowers and more fabric than I care to admit. I have coathangers and stuffing and crates full of paints and mediums and varnishes. I have vases full of paintbrushes that look like a bizarre flower arrangment. I have cake tins full of sewing threads and others full of rubber stamps.
I have sewing baskets full of embroidery threads and big glass biscuit jars full of buttons, I have coffee jars full of buttons, I have suitcases full of buttons....yes I have a lot of buttons it seems. I have little jars full of beads and sequins, one for each colour and I have jars full of glitter. I have old crystal bowls full of colourful beads.
I have baskets full of have finished items and vintage suitcases full of...stuff! I have all more favourite little trinkets and treasures that I have bought and been given by other talented artists and for some reason a huge assortment of old bears and bunnies whose faces just plead with me to keep them....so sad.
It's not easy and I am holding out to do my studio until the very last as I have lots to finish sewing and painting before then. I will have a new space at the new house but it it tiny tiny and there is no storage for my treasures.
I have stacks of vintage books and bookcases full of my beloved books but the saddest part of all is that I have bookshelves and floorspaces and magazine racks and books full of my biggest weakness and most inspiration....MAGAZINES! Now there is no way that I can take these with me, there is simply no room and I can not bear to throw them away nor can I bear to tear out my favourite pages because those favourites might change and I could throw away something that next month I really adore. I do need to go through them again ( I have already had a big cull earlier in the year), but that takes time, I need to sit for a good couple of hours and sort out my favourites.
I have an awful suspicion though that there is still going to be a huge amount. I don't know how to be ruthless!! I need need need those magazines!
(this would be my Mother is the middle of a very messy creative space, seewhat I mean)
I also NEED all my art supplies and if I did decide to take less with me, what do I do with those extra things? I can't throw them away and the thought of giving them to a charity shop or to the childrens school is a good one but what happens if they don't recognise their huge artistic worth and throw them away? I can't sell them ( at least not around here) at a garage sale ( have had two of them and don't wish to have anymore in the near future) and to package them up and put them on Etsy or Ebay or the like I would then have to keep track of them and put them in a safe place....like that is going to happen or be at all possible.
It isn't easy and although I will have a new sapce at the new house it is tiny tiny and there is no storage space and nowhere to display my treasures....Yet!
I am driving myself slightly mad with the thought of it all....my studio is not my only downsizing...the whole house is! It will be much better to move I know, if only I could fact forward a month or so...
Oh well back to the packing I go...I will endeavour to be more creative in the meantime and try to remember that it is good for the soul to clear away some clutter...
ttfn Kiss Noises Linda
p.s. Lilly Cottage http://lillycottage.typepad.com is still going strong if you want to pop over...at least that part of my life is the same..KN again!