Not sure how much anyone knows of what me and the boy have been through lately, but since my last posting the Dexters have moved house.
The new house is tiny, I lost my studio space and my entire world is in boxes. But the good news is a-coming.
I found a real studio, it's expensive, but perfect, high ceilings, windows on 2 sides, 24 hour access and an accessible water supply. I can fit everything in and run workshops there.
I now have a full time job, with the best possible shift pattern. I'll be working 2 days and then have 4 days off. Fabulous.
The house is still tiny, but now it feels less of a come down and a reduction in my life.
I had a few days where it all felt completely overwhelming, that I had lost everything, and I was never going to get back to where I was before. Sometimes I let go of the reality of a situation and let myself fall into the black hole. Only this time it wasn't much of a hole.
Back on track nearly. Soon to be a real artist with a real studio and perhaps a place where I can start to sell my work.
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