
coffee, airmail envelopes, and glue sticks: ready to settle down to work!
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.

nope. it always looks like that...
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…

the first week in the new space...
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?

after a bit of tidying up and putting things together...
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.

rubber stamps await...
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!

well of course -- mail art!
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…

packing up the old space...
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.

giving it a bit of a sweep...

...and this is all that was left behind.
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.

is that Ray Johnson calling?
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…

a brush for (nearly) everything!
…so that tools can be reached quickly and easily.

old friends, carefully collected throughout the years...
How should those photos hang?
Or maybe I can put this old thing in a glass jar, for better viewing?

things that cut & poke, next to things that stamp & number...
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.

the magic begins...
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.
–JH
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!
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