Sometimes, I have a problem with sequence. Example: I have a hard time deviating from numerical sequence or stepping outside of something, once I’m in the middle of it. Reading books out of order drives me crazy — I’d rather hunt down all the volumes of a series before I even consider diving into reading Book #1. Because the question that begs to be asked is this: what if I finish Book #1 at three a.m. and NEED to immediately begin Book #2?
Now you see what I mean.
I’ll talk a little bit more about that at the end of this current post. Suffice to say, there’s a reason I brought it up. But for now, let’s talk about November news around the RLD mailbox, since the month is quickly drawing to a close…
If you’ve been following my twitter feed (@redletterzine) you already know that I’ve moved into a new studio space, one that I’m pretty excited about! Why is this revolutionary? Why is it such a big deal?
Well, here in San Francisco space is (and always has been) at a premium. It’s not quite as bad as New York or Tokyo, but as an artist it can be a struggle to find a place to live, let alone a studio to work in.
I’ve had a studio “cubby” for quite sometime out in Potrero Hill, but alas! Over the last few years, that space has been relegated to a storage unit of sorts. It’s a neighborhood that I never, hardly ever find myself in anymore. And through a string of great good luck (I love you, my incredible next door neighbors!) I found a place in my current neighborhood. Indeed: my new space is a five minute walk from my current abode!
16 banker boxes, 3 milk crates, 4 vintage suitcases — that’s all it took to move my studio. Well, that and a U-Haul truck…
Moving, in any way/shape/form is a funny business: there’s alot of dust dredged up, and also alot of memories. I found that I hadn’t really prepared myself for the nostalgia of going through boxes and bins at the old space. It felt as if I was meeting the person I had been four or five years ago, looking at that face in the mirror. At other times, it felt as if I were going through the cast-off items of someone who was incredibly similar to me, and yet…not me, anymore.
Overall, the move itself took hardly any time — a fast two hours! And then the unpacking began.
So much dust! (why didn’t I leave that at the old space?) Where do I put all this stuff? (more shelves are needed, obviously) Do I really need all of these odd sized envelopes? (yes, yes I do.) Like a giant “virtual” puzzle, (although I guess setting up a new space is virtually puzzling, until you get it figured out) items and supplies came out of boxes, crates, and cases.
So. Setting up a new space is also interesting. As mentioned above, when things get “out of sequence” for me, I have a hard time figuring out where Point A starts and Point (let’s say) G begins. I’ve spent the last couple weeks shuffling and re-shuffling where things should go…
…so that tools can be reached quickly and easily.
How should those photos hang?
Or maybe I can put this old thing in a glass jar, for better viewing?
All in all, I keep reminding myself that a new space is a work in progress, just like so many aspects of life. Even though my Aries sensibility wants organization and completion (badly), this is a project that will not happen overnight. The best way to figure out how my new space will work best for me is to spend time in it, making/creating/doing.
And so, that’s where I’ve been and what I’ve been up to. Sure, there are plenty of other things to mention, but I’ll save those for the future.
PS: I know, I know: I mentioned numeric order at the beginning of this post; I was referring to the fact that I still have one last post to write about my NYC trip — the mail art meet up at Katz’s Deli! I haven’t forgotten. It will happen this week, I swear.
PPS: I pinky swear on it. 🙂
triplePS: thanks to Von Span for the photos of the new studio space!