I thought I'd just be putting up twinkle lights in the window and across the cubbies of yarn, and doing a little dusting. I know... twinkle lights? I've loved them for so long, but cannot bring myself to go all out Christmas-in-June-Instead-of-July because... I just can't. There's a glimmer of hope in the back of my mind that December will be a happier, healthier time, and more peaceful to boot, so I want to keep holiday magic off in the distance and something to which I can look forward. Also, nothing feels terribly celebratory at the moment. I just need some... softness.
I ended up shifting my craft table, card catalog, green chairs and side table too, nothing difficult or strenuous. This weekend when I work with some jewelry assemblage pieces, I'll be able to see out of the window instead of looking directly at the same desk and wall that I sat at for hours on end, March through May, for "continuous learning."
I needed a change, nothing drastic, just a slightly different view. I made sure to tuck my classroom materials away, all except for my rainbow pointer because it just looks at home in my tool carousel. I put up the twinkle lights and pulled out some small drawers full of jewelry bits and bobs. I found my copy of The Jewelry Recipe Book and I listened to Bon Iver's RABi on repeat.
But I've got yarn... and twinkle lights... and a fresh perspective. I can remedy this problem.
We can remedy this one:
“I'd rather be a hypocrite than the same person forever.” -Adam 'Ad-Rock' Horovitz #BlackLivesMatter pic.twitter.com/KLJkiOuaPA— Tom (@scarecrowbar) June 4, 2020