The Tyranny of Little Slips of Paper 4


It seems there are times in my life when I am governed by little slips of paper. They make the decisions…tasks cannot be completed until the slip of paper is found…the next step is written down on a little slip of paper…the contact information is written in the corner of a piece of paper…and on it goes.

I am valiantly fighting the tyranny of the slips of paper, but it is a long battle, my friends. We have been doing house remodeling/renovation for a month or so – this is where the scraps of paper come in. We haven’t moved, but we did move just about everything we own to different rooms of the house. It takes an evening to clear out a room and move it – but so much longer to get everything back together again.

There are many upsides to this situation…new flooring (beautiful and dramatically changes things), more space, new perks (better lighting), etc. There are also some gut checks…mainly centered around just how many things I own…so many books, so many frames, artwork I had long forgotten about, supplies I can’t seem to remember getting, etc. This is, of course, a good thing. I am now prepared to slim things down and focus.

The end goal in all of this is to set up my new enlarged painting studio and get to work! I am getting steadily closer to the end goal. Today was all about gathering all the piles of paper from all over the house and launching through them…I am gaining ground!

It is all rather in the spirit of the above painting, entitled “The Land of Beginning Again”. It was inspired by an excerpt from the poem by Louisa Fletcher…

I wish that there were some wonderful place
Called the Land of Beginning Again,
Where all our mistakes and all our heartaches,
And all of our poor selfish grief
Could be dropped like a shabby old coat at the door
And never put on again.

As you begin the new year, I hope that you can shed what needs to go, keep what needs to stay, and grow into all the new year has for you.

Some before and after pics to come…

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