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Here it is, the last day of the year.
And what's more appropriate than ending with a new beginning.

This week I got the greatest gift that I could think of - a work studio. This came about the most unexpected yet sensible way - I asked for one.

Rent is still holding strong in the city, even in this tough economy. Just the week before, I looked at a space in the Mission that was renting for $1500. And that was just a work-only space. But I'm sure it'll rent to a rich sucker that dabbles in art-like activities.

I started to toy with the idea of having a dedicated work space all year, but I just couldn't see how it was possible. And that's the point. When you can't imagine something, it's not possible. In fact, it's impossible. But as soon as I started to think of things differently and saw that there was hope for change, I quit my job, found alternate sources of income, and started moving toward the light, away from the darkness.

And then, this fall, I got a housemate who is a working artist. And through Hiroyo, I met other artists and then a community of artists. And they were all making a successful living with their art. Not only that, they were thriving and damn fun to be around.

But they take their work seriously and they work very hard every day. Hiroyo goes to her studio in the Mission to work every day. And me, I believe that I'm saving money by keeping everything on home turf, but I never ever get to my work. I have a powerful case of ADHD coupled with the unrelenting forces of procrastination; I can't walk across the room without getting derailed. And seeing her daily productivity made me realize that I need to do the same. I need to give my work a dedicated space and the proper room to grow.

And it's the darnedest thing. Right when I was about to call a friend to ask if there were any vacancies in her complex, she beat me to it and called me. Out of the blue. We hadn't seen each other since June and she just wanted to say hi. When I told her what I was thinking she said I could look at her space that night and decide how much space I needed and we could come up with an arrangement. That was 10 days ago.

It's a tiny 10x10 corner inside a gigantic studio space, but it's all mine. There's no running water, but plenty of afternoon light. I signed the papers, made keys & got my security badge. It's near the US naval shipyard so you must be authorized to be there. People have gotten arrested venturing into government property. I was told that I can't even take a photo of the area - a bit scary.

What's scarier is my not having any more excuses. I want to bring my easel, my loom, my art supplies, textile equipment, and everything else; but if I bring all of that over, I'm just relocating my distractions. So today, I'm moving in with just a writing desk and a chair. For the first 6 months of 2012, my dedicated project is my long-neglected screenplay about Lafcadio. My goal is to finish by my birthday in June. It's been in hibernation since 2006 when I started working at Bare Escentuals. And so have I.

Happy new beginnings to you.

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1 comments

  1. 10 x 10 would be a good space to start.
    Good determination, need a good plan.
    Good luck.
    Good for you.
    Pa

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