When I say “procrastinate”, what I mean is, “accomplishing lots of shit that is totally unnecessary”.
I have been doing uber amounts of work over here at MKPG Studios, none of which is on my to do list. Normally when I do something that isn’t on my list, I add it to the list and immediately cross it off to make me feel more accomplished. However, unclogging drains and putting up shelves is not in my current business plan and so adding it to my list only makes me feel like exactly what’s happening…I’m procrastinating.
To be honest, I didn’t even unclog the sink. I started to but then quickly realized that unless you already have a base knowledge of plumbing, YouTube University is probably not the best strategy. (Thanks for saving me, Dad.)
But the sink was the icing on the cake after I had gone through all my art supplies, including testing all the markers, pens and paint tubes, and tossing anything that was dried or drying. I dusted the studio and reorganized every pad, paint tube, ruler (I have five in various shapes and sizes…who knew?), tool, container, stencil, cutting utensil and paint brush.
No more paint tubes in boxes! Now I can see exactly what I have and what needs to be used first.
When that was done, I employed the help of my Hubbie and put up new shelves in the office (YAY!) which means that I can now move around my desk without stubbing my toes. I then organized boxes of notecards, hats, packaging materials, show supplies and paintings in inventory. They all live on shelves now! I can see the floor!
I am so happy. All of that crap work that needed to be done for YEARS is now completed. Now there is nothing left to do but paint...
I have to admit that I have taken procrastination to a whole new level. It was hard for me to ignore the pile of leaves that was kicked up by pulling the hose inside to blow out the sink. I swear to God, if my daughter walked in right now and said, “I want to change the color of my room”, it would be difficult to not immediately jump into the car and head over to Miller Paint, (which would be her second trip there for the day as she took 3 boxes of paint cans there this morning to be recycled).
While in the midst of taking on non-urgent tasks, I did realize something: clearing physical clutter also clears mind clutter. Instead of looking around the room and getting that anxiety indicating tummy flutter, I am filled with a sense of ahhhhhhhhhh. (Not to be confused with the normal everyday AAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!!!!!!)
I now know that I don’t have to buy anymore sapphire blue, rose pink, or cadmium yellow paint (I think 9 tubes of each is plenty), that paint dated from 1996 is most likely dry, and that I own a compass ruler. I don’t remember buying that but it is in its original packaging so I must have. I also know that when paint goes bad, it smells worse than fish caught on Monday and served on Sunday. Poooweeeee!
I now have a full box of paint tubs and tubes that have been uncapped and are finishing drying out completely in the backyard which, I learned, is the proper way to dispose of it. Learning new things all the time.
So, all of my ducks are in a row, my t’s are crossed, my I’s are dotted. I just read a saying that “clutter is nothing more than postponed decisions”. Take that postponed decisions! I have procrastinated you into OBLIVION!!!!
Now back to painting. The above photo is a sneak peek of what I accomplished before the organization fairy visited. I’m excited to get back to these ten small pieces that I started in Los Angeles and are almost done. Next to start the last three larger canvases for my June 7th show in Bend, OR. I’m pretty darn on track to having this series completed by then as long as I don’t get distracted by the other things in disarray. Please Lord, don’t let me open that junk drawer…
I am an artist and writer, living in Talent, Oregon with my husband and daughter. I play in the ocean to stay strong and inspired, and I often visit my hometown of New Orleans, where the rhythm of my heartbeat is renewed. Follow me on Facebook and Instagram where I post stuff sometimes. To hear from me more regularly, join me on this crazy, beautiful Artventure.