Refreshed!

Thank you so much for the good wishes and the encouragement! The move went well. My crayons are unpacked. I've set up a sunny art space. I've set up shop on a new site. Click on the link below and bookmark it for future reference. Please let me know if this link doesn't work:

http://potatoprints.typepad.com/potato_prints/

There are so many blogs I need to connect with again. I very much look forward to visiting each of you in the coming weeks.

Reincarnation

I would not be drawing now if it were not for your comments. You have watered the seeds of confidence in my spirit. I will write to each of you when I create my reincarnated blog. I will continue to read and comment as it is possible. Some people might interpret this as a crisis, which it is not. Potato Prints has demanded so much of my time and creativity. I must now focus mindfully on the tasks at hand: the move, finding a job, clarifying my need to start a new career, and engaging in an exercise regime. I will see you in June!

Living with intention

Last month we signed a lease in my hometown more than 1,000 miles away from Long Island. After seven years here, the daily battle with fastness and aggressive traffic has taken its toll. I am living in a sluggish and reactive mode. I have gotten fat. I have become a grumpy, empty road warrier. I have lost my core.

I was too deep in unintentionality to see what was happening. My loving husband is the one who hatched the scheme to move.

Our new town has sidewalks and pedestrians. It has bike paths. I will be able to walk to the library and the bank and the local independent coffee shop. I have family and family-friends there. The politics are much more progressive than they are here.

I am praying that this move will lead me back to living with intention.

Benefit Auction

Stuck

My husband is in the transportation business and he's his own boss. He has his own car carrier which he uses to haul cars.

On Saturday, he arrived late for a delivery, and the place closed down....until Monday morning. So he was stuck in his sleeper, in a snowstorm, in an unsavory part of town somewhere in the mid-West from Saturday afternoon to Monday morning.

He is a very patient man. But when he read my blog and saw what I was thinking of wearing to the benefit auction, he felt anxious and just had to call me in protest.

In drag

At the museum we are getting ready for the annual benefit auction on March 10th. Since I work on the north shore of Long Island, this is Real Money. Do you remember Thurston Howell III from Gilligan's Island? Well that's actually how they talk here.

I want to honor their culture and their happiness, so I have to find something to wear. I think it was Gloria Steinem who wrote the brilliant sentence, "Femininity is women in drag." I just feel silly in everything I try on.

Mouse 2

We found a dead mouse in the living room this morning. We've seen no signs of mice this winter, so I believe that Tarzan killed it outside and brought it in as a love offering through his special portal. I feel terrible because I didn't help at all.