Since the passing of Pat, I’ve spent a lot of time over the last year cleaning out, moving stuff, paring down, and weeding out. This of course is a never ending job. It seems that when you put three things to the curb, and by this I mean the metaphorical curb…not necessarily the trash, three other things come to take it’s place.
I’ve been weeding out my art “junk” boxes by letting my art friends have their picks.
I’ve been going through things I’ve acquired over the years and getting rid of things I no longer find useful.
I’ve been donating clothing, and getting rid of junk clothing.
It just seems this will never end. I’m just too much of a “collector”. Not of things of monetary value, but things of value in artful ways, or beautiful ways, or sentimental ways.
Dealing with Pat’s years of acquired “junque” has made me even more ruthless. There are still things I cannot part with or pare down no matter how much I try.
So I move this goal to the bottom of my list mainly for the reason that it will never be “Done” will never be “COMPLETE”
