I worked a lot in the studio last week, it was great. I finally got to try out my new molds and with the exception of one of them (which I'll have to remake-it makes very, um, special cells) they are working great. I am enjoying the variety of the different sizes of 'nubbins' and making itsy bitsy cells.
When I'm creating new cells I get into the zone and my minds wanders. I think a lot about what I want to do in the near future and fantasized about what I'd like to be doing with my art long-term. I think about upcoming show opportunities, how I can interact more with potential patrons, applying for a couple of art fairs next year, doing a residency in the next year or so, how I want to keep creating my individual cells but want to work more towards installation work which leads back to the residency train of thought and how I need to do research on where/with whom it would be most beneficial to study with.
I think about purchasing our next house and how I would be nice to have a space for me to work there (but at the same time I LIKE not working at home), I think about my Etsy shop, whether or not I will get into the Access to Market program (the deadline was changed so I won't know for another month if I've been chosen), how I need to get all the paperwork/tax crap squared away, I need to install a kiln, saving receipts for this and that, do I still want to make the mixed media work?
Seriously, I think about all these things and more! Of course my thoughts aren't always art-related. Lots of times I am thinking about the giant bull crickets that share the basement with me and hoping that they decide to stay put and don't come hopping over in my general direction.